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The blinds have been pulled down,
the shades drawn.

Averting glances is my morning routine
at the breakfast table.

Meetings are on today's agenda;
water cooler talk permeates the day.

I gaze at coworkers, nodding, smiling
even though it's dark behind these eyes.

Then at closing time, I return
to the home that feels anything but.

Dinner is spent in silence,
staring at the silver screen.

I'd rather look strangers in the eye
because they can't look into my soul.

My housemates can see through the screen
and know everything if permitted.