Pointed Obfuscation

Pointed Obfuscation

A Poem by O. Brink

While you all look to the left,
I'm on the right dragging the bodies across the floor.
You can see me out of the periphery,
In the dark,
Consumed by shadows,
Aborted by your indifference.
While you all gaze to the left,
Ignoring the bodies I drag across the floor.

© 2015 O. Brink


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Added on October 20, 2015
Last Updated on October 20, 2015

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O. Brink
O. Brink

Los Angeles, CA



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