present

there is something

exquisitely and

emotionally

eviscerating about

exploring one’s own

ridiculous

reaction to the

realization

i am here and not here

i go unnoticed but yet

i am painfully present

i am one among hundreds

i appear as other so

i am (in)visible

i am (im)possible

i stop in the middle and they file around me

water around a boulder

it never notices

just keeps moving

along.


©mariah voutilainen 2018

mariah is present at (re)imagining the mundane.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. tara caribou says:

    Oh! Love this Mariah!! 💕

    Liked by 1 person

    1. hupsutupsu says:

      thanks, tara! i was in such a simply complicated place when i wrote this poem…both literally and figuratively.

      Liked by 1 person

    2. hupsutupsu says:

      thank you, tara!

      Liked by 1 person

  2. hupsutupsu says:

    Reblogged this on (re)imagining the mundane and commented:
    here’s my last post to the mafia for a while…

    Like

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