Tuesday, January 20, 2015
CLOSE TO THE VEST
When I turn back around
I catch you staring at me
like you're trying to see
right through me
like there's something
you're looking for
that I'm not showing
but damned if I know
what that would be
trust me
there is nothing
so move along please
nothing to see here
nothing to see at all
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Only a slight sleight of hands maybe :-)
ReplyDeleteNow you see me, now you don't.
Delete... can't read a person's mind
ReplyDeleteBut so many try.
DeleteI bet that looker can see all kinds of things under the speaker's sleeves...
ReplyDeleteAlways something up my sleeve!
DeleteSo I'm trying to imagine if the picture above it suppose to recommend this poem as a parlor trick of magic, or if it is about waiting for the write hand to be dealt. I'm personally going with the second one.
ReplyDeleteIt's about the poker game between the sexes.
DeleteOh there's plenty to see, Timo........this made me smile.
ReplyDeleteThank ye kindly, Sherry!
DeleteI know that feeling!
ReplyDeleteSo you get it.
Deleteor maybe they see something you don't? ;-)
ReplyDeleteExcuse me sir I just wanted to tell you that there is some toilet paper on your shoe.....:-))
ReplyDeleteOh, Carrie, you saved me a world of embarrassment!
DeleteHaven't read your work in a while, but as I recall, there is plenty to see!
ReplyDeleteGreat to see you again, Audrey.
Deletemethinks someone doth protest too much ;)
ReplyDeleteYes, and it's the lady--LOL
DeleteI like the voice here.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much.
DeleteMe staring, cuz u've some parsley stuck in ur teeth as you smile at me ...ow ... :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for letting me know. Now that I think about it, I've been meaning to tell you about that bird poop in your hair.
DeleteAmen. And if there was something--not saying there is, mind you--those types would miss it anyway. Great wrap on that feeling of alienation, and the distance we defensively assume in a weird world that won't leave us alone, even as it obviously wants nothing to do with us. Or so I paranoidly read, Timo.
ReplyDeleteIt's when someone looks at you in that way that says they can't figure you out. They don't understand that you may still be trying to figure it out yourself.
DeleteOh I'm sure there's plenty to see, but not that easily!
ReplyDeleteExactly, my young mouse friend.
Delete…my teenagers tell me that all the time. I don't believe them :)
ReplyDeleteWell, teenagers...you know they're hiding something!
DeleteForced TV, and Internet commercials, the covert messages still exist.
ReplyDelete__What you see, is seen; that, which you do not see, can become imprinted. _m
That's me, Doug...they may not see what they want to see on the surface, but there's is that subliminal message embedded in my gaze that will make them do my bidding! LOL
Deletewhen we walk around, look around, there is indeed things to be found.
ReplyDeletevalid words.
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