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We're All Mad Here: (Photo #9) "Educate"

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Peekaboo

I see you, friend, in the shadows, Lost in the darkness of this room, Fading into a nondescript wallpaper, And refusing to call for help, Afraid you should be mistaken for an Apparition. I see you, though I must spread my pupils wide To paint your silhouette, To trace the liniments of your extremities. I know you are there because my eyes Can make out the aura of your figure, And though you may shield Your gruesome face, With the help of your gnarled claws, I can, with this canvas of a room - In the infinite darkness of each corner and wall - Design in my mind the echoes of A sweet child, Whose skin finds no blemish, Whose hands show no wrinkles, Whose teeth bare no stains... So long as you whisper to me, I shall not see a ghost, Nor some feral fiend, I see only you, friend.

The Little Things

What to you may be a simple smile, Or a friendly hug, Or a waving hand, Is to me the welcoming steam Of fresh chicken soup Over a calloused nose. It is the traction between cold bed sheets And my goose-bumped skin, Sheltering me from the responsibilities Of days prior. Your glance in my direction is The first stream of hot water That drizzles upon my bare back, Washing away all uncertainty In my mind. As I think of you, I cannot help but think of all The little pleasantries That sprinkle my routines. The individual brush strokes That inform a painting; The planks of wood That compose a house; Were I ever a sentence, I could only hope for you to be The period that completes me.