I see you in my peripheral
A digit without a decimal
An animal without a leash
A clown at a carnival.
I see you like a symbol in the sky
One that says
You got to fight to fly
One that says Hello’s for angels
And its so sad to say good bye.
And only my existence
Exists in this sentence, otherwise
I remain anonymous
Just one more thought to think
Just another freckle on your weathered face.
Jason Wright is the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly.