Am I

lillian

Shrinking I am, walls closing in on me
head in a vise. Eight by ten, five by
seven, four by six, wallet size. A
postage stamp stuck on some
old godforsaken envelope
thrown out. Unneeded,
Your old cameo.  I’m
a person with pain.
To you, nothing.
Disappearing.
I am a void.
Am alone.
Am I a
not I
am
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8 thoughts on “Am I”

  1. Susans Soul...'s avatar Susan November 18, 2015 / 8:19 pm

    Beautifully done shape poetry with words very effective. 🙂

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  3. AM Roselli's avatar AnnMarie Roselli-Kissack November 19, 2015 / 5:53 am

    I think of a funnel – sifting away the sands of time – of love – of hope…sometimes…
    Your words and form here, Lillian are poetic art.
    Happy Thursday
    am:)

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    • lillian's avatar lillian November 19, 2015 / 1:22 pm

      I am thrilled with your words….”poetic art”….wonderful compliment from an artist extraordinaire! Many thanks, my friend!

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