A LOOK
I wonder what people see
when they look into my eyes
Love
Fear
insanity
an idiot
A possible murderer
They try to escape
but I hold them in for as long as I can
I don’t know why
perhaps it is so I know I am alive.
ACCORDING TO
I went into the coffee shop
the guy took my order
and asked my name.
I looked at his name tag
it was Luke
Between us we have half the gospels I told him
He told me the coffee would be at the end.
No religious conversations today.
KNOW THYSELF
I walk past two young women
sat on the floor
one looks at me and says
He is not a very nice man.
I say me
I am lovely.
She doesn’t reply
but I think she may know me better
than I know myself.
Marc Carver
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