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Oct 2021
Nobody knows, nobody asks why,
My body’s a temple devoted to eyes.
Within and without me, they gather all sights,
No secret forbidden, I bask in their light.

Eyeless scarred zealots cry out my true name,
Lost in an instant, devoured by flames.
Their ashes swirl round me, like snow on the breeze,
I lay bare their sins, and set their souls free.

One man lingers on, though charred beyond rescue,
Raving lunatic prayers, he screams “I condemn you
To sightless despair for eons to come!”
And with this foul curse, at last he succumbs.

With a scoff of dismissal, the heavens alight,
And scorch every eyeball, banishing sight.
Andrew Switzer
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Andrew Switzer  New York
(New York)   
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