Labyrinth
I have always been told that some eyes
carried labyrinths in them,
which of course the skepticism in me made
me laugh at the idea;
retina, cornea and optic vessels are one of the things
I only knew made up our eyes.
One day,
I scrutinized a stranger's eyes in a dark alley,
as I tried to decode their deathly stillness;
my bones felt rigid and distant.
Within a flash,
my mind was intertwined with the Unknown
like a Rubik's cube. Everything I knew
was diluted, altered and misplaced. My eyes
ushered me to a labyrinth that was designed to keep
me trapped in my own fears and paranoia.....
Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2017
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