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NaPoWriMo day 6

I trip over bad thoughts
like cracks in the pavement,
obstacles I need to focus on to avoid.
Dreamy head in the clouds
makes it impossible for me to concentrate,
shoelaces trailing, I stumble
clumsy & faltering,
unable to watch my steps.
I reach out for a supporting hand
& find only air,
before falling.

NaPoWriMo day 7

We watch
through glass eyes,
facing each other
blindly at all hours.
We lid these eyes
with cloth,
hiding true intentions
while peeking sideways
at neighbours
& visitors alike.
These eyes
lit at night,
ever watching
ever hiding,
all our secrets
cached behind them.