Person Of No Interest
By: Joi Maree Flowers
The presence of a forced wind
Not forecasted prior to its arrival
Turned not my head
To acknowledge its brush as it passed within the surroundings of my space
As my attention
Was directed to prescheduled matters
And I cared not to
Change its planned direction of focus
As the face of the intruder
Was suggested unfamiliar
Due to its lack of knowledge of me
And so
I gave no answer to the
Advances of the stranger
Whom
My name was unspoken
By: Joi Maree Flowers
The presence of a forced wind
Not forecasted prior to its arrival
Turned not my head
To acknowledge its brush as it passed within the surroundings of my space
As my attention
Was directed to prescheduled matters
And I cared not to
Change its planned direction of focus
As the face of the intruder
Was suggested unfamiliar
Due to its lack of knowledge of me
And so
I gave no answer to the
Advances of the stranger
Whom
My name was unspoken
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