Have you seen them too?

From a sudden burst of inspiration from work come these new poems. They are more or less about the same thing as everything else I write: Nothing.

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I have seen the eyes that stare recklessly through the windows.
Have you seen them too?
They watch, waiting for the day when sparks fly like fury from your fingers.
They long to see the graceful swoops
   The flowing twirls.
Then they steal it
   From right under your pen.
      They grab.
And you are left
   With nothing.