The Wanderer

[Pinprick]

Unsightly and unseen,
I trespass in dream.
A wanderer wondering 
If my shadow is seen.
Silent and solitaire,
I solemnly stare
In the darkness of dream, 
Like an unheard scream.
With a voyeur’s gaze
And eyes ablaze
All thoughts are mined
In this peep show of mind.