Characters
I write silly names
Of people who do not exist
I would tell you about them
I would make up facts
To match the names
It goes too far
They are better faceless
You are better off not knowing
Where they work and live
How they came to live
In your neighborhood
If they spy on you or
Write about your visitors
You're already getting itchy
You haven't even heard
Of him except from me
You don't even know me
Even though my name will appear
At the bottom of this
It might not even be my name
Just one that fits the space
He's already moved on
From three streets over
It wasn't you he watched
I just made that up
You hope
Barry G Wick
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