short sighted

when you look at me
what do you see?
someone sitting
silent
doing nothing more than
wasting time with
of all things
reading?

you only see the outside
though
you cannot see
what is going on
inside my head
my heart
my soul

iinside i am no longer
sitting on a chair
holding a book in my hand
i am transported
moved through time and space
living adventures
and meeting new people
learning and laughing
and even loving
experiencing soaring highs as
i succeed
and crushing defeats as
i am beaten--but not broken

there is much more going on
than you can ever see
when all you ever look at
is the outside of a reader
the outside of
a book

©2014-Art Belliveau