Eyes by Linda Fuller I sit behind my eyes and watch the people passing by. They walk behind their eyes. humors vitreous and aquaeous swim behind barbed wire lashes shuttered by bruised lids. barriers not windows. our souls inviolate, invisible. 03/12/2023 Posted on 03/12/2023 Copyright © 2025 Linda Fuller Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/12/23 at 09:14 PM Excellent! A poem for our times, sadly. Return to the Previous Page     pathetic.org FAQ Members Poetry Center Login Signup   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)