Wednesday, September 2, 2015

blind [2010]

my eyes are being crowded
into a translation of kinked language
  a perception of symbols     smeared and black

  I am haunted by elusions
                 peripheral sugar specters tickling
                 along the ridges of my veins
  spelling blood words in braille
                loosing scabs as blades
                to dissect the order of vision --
                lens     membrane     nerve     mind
            and semantics
(also     there's a needling cold being drawn in
from the baseboard
which socks and slippers
can't seem to warm)

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