Reader’s Gaze


Just once

I’d like to craft some lines

That mean nothing at all

That will perish with time

Just once

I’d love to form an empty shell

Hollow, devoid

So read into it what you will

And infer as you like

It will be similar

Yet not the same

And in doing so

You’ve made my words your own

To you they belong

For you ascribed meaning

But for you

They’d be dull

Tedious scratches

Just ink

Nothing more

But you give them life

You grant them meaning

Words have weight

By the might of the reader’s gaze