DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, with eyes closed :maybe<

My eyes scan as I read back
an understanding to those feels I lack
I do know the time
yet time itself can be not mine

My eyes scan as I read back
& I wish a recognition of the black
I surrender to the rhymes
even though all in vain all a deaf chime

My eyes scan as I read back
perplex contained in me or am I contained in its attack?
titles remind me of lots
so what does it mean in sixty years when my mind's in knots?

                                                         ­                           ------ravenfeels