Want To See

Morbidly curious?
Not really.
Want to see?
No.

But it is a black curtain.
It might be the Wizard of Oz
or a plain man
pretending to be one.

I yawn.
Uninterested
Walk away.
He follows me.

Why do you not want to see?
I have no idea
I just don’t
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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