As the title implies, my poems attempt to convey the speaker's sense of invisibility. Whether musing on landscapes, seasons, or childhood memories, the speaker is most often a reflexive observer. In the poems where the speaker is an active participant there still is a sense of distance and detachment. The varying syntax and colloquial diction give the poems a quiet conversational, sometimes flat tone. Poetic devices such as alliteration, interspersed rhyme and meter reinforce the steady timbre. It is my hope that the flatness of the diction, accompanied by the seemingly aloof speaker, will unearth and emphasize the darker surprising elements embedded in the lines. I think I'm inadvertently weaving together a poetic narrative about watching and not being watched.