Watched

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The sky is utterly blank,

A blackness devoid of clouds, stars, and moon;

The infinitely dilated pupil of a god

Content to watch, ever so intently,

Whilst never deigning to touch

That which he observes.

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Short, simple and direct, "That which he obseves" - an excellent finish, well done, good read.

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Added on March 5, 2012
Last Updated on March 5, 2012

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