Wednesday, June 21, 2017

there are eyes


There are eyes to see with and there are eyes to be.
Reflections in retina kaleidoscopes tear apart right side ups.
Dismembering our recollections only to wire synapses 
maybe in our favor but probably not.

We dismiss our old crushes and obsess about decade old albums.
We see ourselves in outdated cutoffs and wave bangs.

Where did we leave our eyes?

We jump into the being ones and forget they see everything.
We think we can choose what gets embedded in our memories.
Refresh your journal and relive the week that you forgot to eat.

When in your past did you feel the sexiest?
Try on that bra again.
And fill your eyes with dew.

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