Poets' Practice Pad

Others

So difficult they are
those--others--
invading my shoulders
with their weight,
while their rebukes
blind the view,
just when I am about to live.
Their floating mouths
join ghosts with orphans
of dead dreams, and then
they cower and wither
like fallen petals,
but when I search for
their true whereabouts,
I find them hiding in agony
inside the hospice of my heart.

“Hell is--other people!” From No Exit by Jean Paul Sartre



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