Merin Sabu


The Lone Neon Chair

In a class full of desks and benches,
I'm the lone chair in the corner.
While they take the tones of the Earth,
I'm blue. Neon. Artifice.

I don't stand out. I go unnoticed.
Only when my legs snap am I visible.
I'm matter that does not matter.
Insignificance screams from my very core.

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