Colin Mitchell Williams Poet Free verse

Invisible Door

Invisible Door

Sometime one day somewhere one when
Maybe Friday or September two thousand and ten
Or nineteen sixty five
Someday I’m not too sure
It must’ve been then
I stepped somehow
Or miss-stepped someway
And through and into the invisible box

I didn’t realise it at the time
I couldn’t see it or when
And where ever I went 
I moved inside and with it with me
We moved and were together
The invisible box and me

And in my sleep with my dreams
While waking
Slowly I so slowly I slowly vanished
Inside the invisible box
Slowly so very, very slowly
My thought became quiet
More words less than complex
And mouthing silence

I slipped from the mornings
From the mirror
And wandered nonentity
Through the toy town late at night streets
And my heart became more secret
As did my language 
So my eyes became more veiled
And recognised no one
Steadily surely disappearing into nothing
The …….. ness of something inside the invisible box

And time passes in the invisible box
The years drift and life continues
A daily invisible and hourly incognito

So ………………………. ?

Now ………………………?

Who am I ?

Where am I ?

Though I know exactly these things
It makes no difference
As I continue existence
Inside the invisible box

Am I happy ?

Am I sad ?

Are my hands searching for the invisible door
Of the invisible box ?
But I think though I am not sure
It takes another hand
Someone else’s hand
To open the invisible door of the invisible box

For a long, long time now nothing has entered
And nothing leaves
A series of moments
Seen through a window or is it a T.V. screen
Though I think
Though I’m not sure
I remember everything

Funny but I can’t seem to recall just when it was
Someday one time one where some when
Maybe it was Tuesday or February two thousand and twenty
Or maybe even nineteen eighty nine
I must have miss-stepped some way
And walked into the invisible box

And time runs out and nothing you do
Goes beyond repeating
A slow steady sickness as the world forgets me
Inside the invisible box
The invisible box
Inside the invisible box
I am
nobody

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Michael Torres November 24, 2008 at 3:47 PM Colin you had me through the whole poem and in the end the last line the truth is found wow. This is sad and real to some people they see themselves as a nobody becoming invisible to everyone and feeling all alone without being noticed. Very clever piece. Colin I read Chrite's comment and hope your not hurting. Ifyou are heres my emailaddress [email protected] please write, and let me know. Your friend MichaelTorres