Small, Tiny and Foolish !

She looked

She is fascinated by its reflection!
She likes to hide behind it

Small, tiny and foolish
A detail!
A tiny, small, foolish detail
Something that can be seen, but it doesn’t hold,
It is there and not,
A detail
An insignificant, small, detail!

She looked and hid,
She didn’t fit
It was small,

It was there and no one has asked for it
It was part of a bigger picture that was hung on the wall
It was a small part, a detail
Tiny, small and foolish
Like the curve of that blue
In her lonely hours

My mind,
My unwell mind collects them; these details,

These small, tiny foolish details
Very small to the wall that they are hung on
Small enough to slip through the eyes
They don't hold
But, I collect them
And a new picture is born
A small insignificant new picture

Small, but big enough for her to hide

She looked and hid
It covered her perfectly,
That insignificant foolish detail was perfect.