New poem over on Spun Stardust. Have a read!
You won’t find the things I dream
in the corners of my eye during the daylight hours
You won’t hear the hint of laughter
or of fear in the careful words I pour from my mouth
You won’t feel the distance in my eyes
and know my mind has wandered from the here and now
You won’t taste the other things I’ve been
in the flavor of my lips
And you will never know when the thing watching you
from behind my eyes is no longer the me you knew.