In the Park
People milling around
Wandering past me without sound
Passing me as I sit still
Steps go through me like a chill
Couples, singles, groups of five
Don't even realize I'm alive
With perfect eyesight, they can't see
With perfect hearing, they don't hear me
Sitting alone in the park
Sitting alone, it's almost dark
Alone among the milling crowd
Would they hear, if I spoke aloud?
I will not try for reaction
I simply sit without an action
People milling around
Walking past, I hear a sound!
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