Brightest light of pupil
Lens of isinglass
Lashes fringe your shutters
Vision becomes flask.
Sparse your recollections
Copious your thought
You give away your images
Your mind completely fraught.
In small glassine packets
They are completely free
But though you've eyes to view them
Still you do not see.
Soul Survivor
2013
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 8:39 AM UTC
Brightest light of pupil
Lens of isinglass
Lashes fringe your shutters
Vision becomes flask.
Sparse your recollections
Copious your thought
You give away your images
Your mind completely fraught.
In small glassine packets
They are completely free
But though you've eyes to view them
Still you do not see.
Soul Survivor
2013
I was going through
a period of denial.
