He Sees You Not
His beefy heartiness is a cheerful note,
but one that cannot be sustained for too long,
the one he greets
is pummeled into a certain shape
by his concrete perception.
He squirrels you away behind
his blindfolded mind.
What he sees as you
is not the person you are, and so
you are forced to live among the squirrels,
made to peer at his comings and goings
from a secret dray in your head,
until his blustering hullabaloo
is quite done for the day.
Then you can playfully throw
invisible nuts
at his calcified brain.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2025
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