( First, it's not a poem or an organized text. Second, it's about three pictures which I got under their spell on Facebook. They kind of talked through me. Third, I can't share the photos because they are not mine in the first place.) Capture 1: Look at me … or don’t. No one would understand this void! “The eyes”, Chinese said,” are window to the soul.” But I have none to show. Trapped… Frozen in time and space, I am the pure incarnation of Death. They asked: “Smile to the cam.” Should I lie, and hide my true self to thee, for the sake of your untroubled minds? Even the lights of the Happy City can no longer affect me. Capture2: I am here and there. I am behind and in front of me. I go here and there. (I grin at such wizardry!) Between before and after, I stand. (Solid as an old statue not bothered by thee) I am the freak, who shall soon see, How trapped is he. Capture3: (Exorcism/ Wide opened eyes) Listen! Th...
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