Dry Cleaning Plastic Wrap

Plastic Wrap

The translucent plastic covers my face if it were a magic blanket, then could have hidden within. No one could see me staring at them from behind the bars.  But alas, my body is not hidden. If push it close to my face. No longer draws in air if held there for a brief moment longer. Becoming frightened, this is not the invisible I wish to be. Without thought, the face pulls away, grasping for the air, regardless of what my mind desired for that moment.