Passive Poem by Stefanie Fontker

Passive



Leaving once more
Is it me, at fault?
This time it may be.
I continue to watch
My own hide, never
Another's so closely
For fear of incitement.
And so when you are
Too close for comfort,
I will turn away
And study anything
But the sight of you.

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