Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Poem in progress

Unfamiliar and familiar faces
staring on me
Gazing me up and down
Some with sharp curious eyes
Some with teary read ones
Many were anxious.

I felt naked
Undress me did they?

One by one
the faces I recognized
yet failed to remember
came near me
Almost kissing my ears
they whisper.

Strange.

I heard the clock ticking near
the fan spinning fast
and beep beep beep of a weird box

But...
what were they whispering?

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