What They Do

They sit and stare –

Lifeless eyes.

Mouth hung open.

Faces with no

Emotion.

They sit and stare.

Minds green-

Bitter and sad.

They stare through me –

Around me –

Past me.

They sit and stare.

Deaf and Dumb.

Vacant.

Dead.

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