I reduce to reality a flip side of ecstasy
expect and seek apathy from all i transpose
a portal of dress makeup

like a woman's false eyelashes fluttering
I look away to the Big Girl lonely
want to take her home
make someones day

nave I may be speaking psalms deaf
to the chancel fictionally impostering
a vital boundary approaching
plays the part of ecstasy knowingly
i am
apathetic.

Blind.