Can't you see me sitting here?
On this street corner
year upon year
you see me here everyday
yet, never throw
a word my way
No

One source...

Beneath this flowing stream of words
beyond perception's reach
inspired thoughts spew from a spring
like shells

HE SAID-

Ever since I first met you
I always thought that you were great
I want a chance to be with you
I think you and I should

Even this poem or rambling won't reveal much about me,
for I'll maintain my cloak of anonymity tenaciously.
I'd rather my

He stood in line at Costco,

Clutching to his chest

As if it were gold

Or angel’s wings

A mistake

Designated for refund,