A Poem: Tightly Closed Eyes

From outside I watch you walk past the glass paneled door
You are tall, and casual
You seem to be there

From the other room I see you sitting in a chair
You are calm, and occupied
You seem to be elsewhere

From behind my tightly closed eyes I imagine you, here

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