there's a look to people
in place
out of place
what their life
may or may not entail.
we write stories
cast judgements
about the book cover.
assumptions carry the weight
put us on guard
eases the tension
life knocks hard
it etches a thousand words
per square centimeter of skin
reflects the struggles misery pain
balance themselves on the curve of a smile
hinting at the harshness
with the bat of an eye
the connection is lost.
we move to the next story
let imagination run its permutations
cross lifetimes in a span of a second.
