The Pull of Eyes

by Karen A. Freeman


The pull of eyes,
    they look right through me.
       the eyes of a child -
          your eyes.


You in the mirror,
    don't tell them,
       they don't understand,
          they don't know.


They hear without listening,
    look without seeing,
       touch without feeling,
          learn without knowing.

Your real identity.

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