Oblivious Walking
Low gentle beauty
Mostly escapes my view
Finding a muse is my duty
What else am I to do
Avoid… I avert my stare
notice only my feet walking
pretend nothing of substance is there
Even my words are not talking
Only noise of brain rattle
As I walk away as the oblivious
Amy Honestly
05/21/2010
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