157. Watcher 

 

There is a lot of rather interesting commissioned art to be found at Union Subway Station in Toronto. Pictured above is the face that I lovingly refer to as ‘The Watcher’. He inspired me to pen these following words. 

We are human after all, I think,

As the watcher stares, no blink, he thinks…

Judge-lessly awed, how can they exist?

Sad ramshackle of atoms, weakly interlinked. 

(Photo – Eli Woodbine, Canada, 2016) 

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