You Are... Invisible

• Kate Hollander, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2019

You are a dust mite: floating and falling,
You aren’t usually seen.
They bump into you,
And you will never be sighted again.
It’s like you’re cloaked.
Unable to escape your own illusion,
You’ve thrown the cape over your head,
Mentally and physically, and pathetically.
You are oxygen: invisible.
Once you are needed,
They breathe…
And then you’re gone