Monday, August 24, 2015

Anybody Outre?

Yes, I'm talking to you,
which is why you walked up,
outsider....silent real like the
things you got your hands on.
What no one cared to see.
There are some of you.
I rarely meet you, but you are
the only reason for the rest to 
continue. Only you will 
understand this poem.


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