Poison
You see my eyes in the night,
haunting in a vacuum.
I see only your flesh and blood,
regardless of the hour.
I must fear lest I be evil;
reflect emotions in syllogisms.
I don't fear, but still I feel,
though my logic escapes you.
You see me in fields of wire
picking anodes like flowers.
You can't accept cells
walking on land, free as herons.
Stupidity's the matte of your eye
where insight should be planted.
Look inward for your answers,
not to me for your excuses.
I don't produce hate like plasma
in the veins
lest I drink it and die of poison.
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