sweep me off my feet
but don't tackle me to
the ground.

the spider in the corner saw a cry for help.
the man by the mirror saw them dead from the heights.
the man by the mirror plead for their lives.

I've been doing eye surgery.
I can finally begin to see the world
as I used to.

Blueberry soda
and orange sherbert ice cream.
Strolls with cousins and
little rhymes within mom's
metaphors.
She had eyes in the back of her head
that cast light into our hearts
that she had birthed from nothing.