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Manor Crescent (aged 12)
Imago remembers sitting in
the window
he’ll be there a long
time just watching
the discovery of other
people people he knows
suddenly disconnected having
lives outside of himself
himself as observer this is a new trick this invisibility
the radio is playing he is sitting on the sill
knees drawn up under his chin
he’s
perched on this surprising
sense of his being in the world
how he is in it and how he is
not the centre and how his
seeing it makes it real but
is unnecessary in making it so
the music is invisible too
and only seems addressed to him personally
and is therefore perfect for
the illusion of the imaginary connection
how the world shrinks down to
the size of you just to fit you in
just to leave you on a shelf wrapped in the thin disguise of yourself
