Float Until Your Eyes Glint
Numbness and blindness
Just floating along through
The blanket of kindness
With a sky that is not blue,
But white with a harsh hue,
That can blind if inspected
So don’t look too close.
But all is expected
On morphine of this dose
To halt she that’s morose.
The muffled outside world,
Looks to the cloudy cocoon
And sharp hurts are hurled
With intent to, quite soon,
Show the inside the moon
And the stars and the sky
By shattering the shell
Of the beautiful lie,
And letting the heart swell,
And the eyes see cold hell,
And the mind be bombarded
With all of life’s matters,
Stop the flesh, disregarded,
When life stumbles and batters;
Make it feel the patters
Of lukewarm raindrops
Unnoticed through fog
But everyone else stops.
They mean to unclog
The tear ducts and keep log
Of progress and days,
Not merely walk on
In an unfeeling daze
As they know she has done.
But they let her along
On her path, keep her stride
To a mirror that before
Her bubble should hide.
But now there is more,
Her eyes, they implore,
The mist has evaporated,
The eyes flit and dart,
The emptiness dissipated
As the glint is her heart,
And the meaning my art.
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