I Am Lost in His Eyes

 

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I don’t know what to make of you

What are your eyes wanting to say?

I saw you sitting there, hiding in your hoodie

Among the hungry pack of hoodlums.

Is it anger, is it fear, or is it simply numbness…

that made you want me to go away?

 

Photo: © Fred Hatman