That One

He is noticed
and
it has nothing to do with 
runny nose reminders
torn pants
or the fact that his mother is social welfare user

they see him
surrounded by the blue frame

below the picture
an issued words for rinsing out that hands

and he had flowers germinated above his hands
as possibility to be

only if 
it had been 
addressed to him

delivered from laughter
saved from desire of
finding through him it's personal complacency

the solace

those words were more needed


they could have seen him differently
different

at least

without
that rope around his neck
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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