Brevity And Gravity
Sometimes I look at people and wonder,
by Benjamin Feliciano
Not what they are thinking, but if they are thinking.
Woman on the train, are you remembering?
Man on the street, do you reminisce?
Child on the bus, are you imagining?
Or do your eyes rest placidly,
And you look to space for only a vacuum?
Do you look at nothing to see only nothing?