I wonder at people

Poetry exists as a body attempting communication. β€” Sam Hamill

I wonder at people..
I stare at their faces, freckles, bangles, rings, and things.
I wonder at people…

Wondering where they just were, where they might go next.

I want to be inside their heads, daydreaming their life like a story book, unwritten.

-by me, a really long time ago. just found it in a Sticky Note in my computer.


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