Internal hard drive

Something about that
Penetrating gaze
Of his

As if
He’s looking
Right through

Studying the
Surface
Reading the
Expression

While searching
The cause
Within

Snickering at
The display
Emotions painted
On face

Knowing
What lingers
Inside

Certain of
Himself
Too much so
Some times

Just smile
And nod
Let it go

He strolls
In and out
Watching the
Show

Flowing like
Water
A river to
The sea

The Zen in
My path
In a place
Gone mad

Sunshine
That lights
Those dark
Days

© jillterry