Refracted Horizon
Seeing
life is like a broken eye
Damaged
lens that stands in the way
Turn a
little left or right and see the day
Hide to
one side and it’ll be clear or call mayday
Watch the
little girl cry, perhaps her dolly is dead
Broken
lip line down, or perhaps up so its happiness instead
Refracted
horizon of sight all different colors and types
That it
will always be alright is whimsical hype
Cracked
eye makes for fearful and brave
Fear discovery
the disgrace, stepping into the abyss the save
So the
way I see the world is how I, see the world
Reality
incontrovertible but the picture controversial
Broken
smiles or where the wind blows for miles
I am
callous or the closer I get the less I notice
For my
distraught sight is refracted from violent contact
I feel
with my fingers that what I don’t see intact
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