Tonight I am invisible, <br />I walk through words <br />and commas, <br />kick semicolons sharply, <br />and swing from question marks <br />but most of all <br />I laugh, and laugh and laugh. <br />It's so much fun <br />to make strange faces <br />at the work of others, <br />there is a poet with <br />a scary title, fancy that, <br />I have a look but leave <br />step over accents <br />and fat printed titles, <br />until I see it, <br />the familiar, each letter <br />and the lack of punctuation <br />stares back at me <br />as if to say: <br />The Pleasure Is All Mine.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ignored-i-walk/
