Invisible people don’t wear any clothes
unless they want by fabric to be seen.
They cannot blush no matter it’s too cold
and only odor tells when they’re unclean.
I wonder: can an xray see their hearts?
And when will food within them disappear?
Can we determine when our meals are parts
of us, no longer stuff discrete and clear?

Invisibility’s a common theme,
and cultures everywhere have had the goal.
But where is the inaudible extreme,
the can’t-be-felt or -smelled or -tasted soul?

So blinded by our sight, are we too dense
to make a myth of any other sense?