wall

when i stare at the
wall long enough
i feel as if i
become the wall;
as if i am staring
out at reality
cut-off from myself
by the new plaster
skin i have acquired.
maybe that's why
when i enter an empty
room i sometimes
fell as if i'm not
alone, maybe
someone has been
staring at the wall.
–published in Newsletter Inago (March 2000)