The Invisible Man
.
I can see right through me today;
through this empty chair and the
striped walls of this room;
through the sidewalk beneath
my window and the subway below.
I can see right through me today;
flying over chalk hills and villages,
church spires and smoking chimneys.
I can see right through me today;
to a five year old boy sitting
in the back seat of his father’s taxi.
I can see right through me today;
to a life more ordinary.
I can see right through me today.
I can see me.
