Parts of people

Do we ever know anyone?

We only see parts

The parts that are visible

The parts they want seen

We see nothing obscene

No primal scream

No cracking seams

None of their dreams

None of their fears

None of their nightmares

We sometimes get laughter

Ignore the hereafter

Sometimes jokes

Or virtual pokes

Emotions invoked

But usually they lay hidden, bedridden

Saying much more than mere words can!

Adrian Whicher 29 th July 2021