Doctor.

My life is divided by a partition,

a one-way mirror,

where I hear socialites laughing, 

and students discussing Gorges

in the lounge of some university.

So it is,

My life is divided by a one-way mirror

where people can be heard dancing to Rock,

the soul of Rhythm and Blues,

or whatever else they listen to.

My life, it is divided by a one-way mirror,

where I hear gossiping at slumber parties

and yuppies having philosophical conversations.

That’s right, a one-way mirror where I see crowds

congregating in chapels.

These people do not hear me

and are utterly oblivious.

They do not see me or have any idea

what I would do to be a part…

for just a moment.

But maybe they do know I am on the opposite side

and opt to ignore.

My life, Doctor, it has always been divided,

isolated from the world

by this one-way mirror.