English: Diagram of a dispersion prism Magyar: Egy fényt szóró prizma ábrája. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I’ve been watching you
I’ve quite a singular view
Across the laneway by design
All things come to me in time
This prism that refracts the light
Brings me your secrets every night
I am always watching you
And there is nothing you can do
I record your days
Your habits and your little ways
Like a holograph you dance
Beside your cupboards and your plants
This prism is my data source
As through my blood such secrets course
I am always watching you
And there is nothing you can do
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
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‘There’s nothing you can do’ reminds me of the situation of not being able to escape, maybe the persona never wants to let go of a loved one. Either way a fascinating poem Helen.
Thanks Michael – a glimpse into a stalkers mind basically, via a kind of sci-fi/ psychic link type thing through the prism…meant to be dark and kind of hopeless and sinister. 🙂 🙂
Optical poetry. 🙂
Thanks!! 🙂 🙂
I love the part about dancing by the cupboards especially =) Happy Holidays!
Thanks, happy holidays to you too!! 🙂 🙂