eye made a mistake, eye fixed
my spectacle
(s)
my Shade
(s)
my 3D vision
(s)
seeking to replace the write eye
that was log-jammed, and irksomely would•he
with rat pack finesse.
~the left I established long ago~
exchanging shattered glass
(still)
kaleidoscope colorful
& loupes
(still)
daring & dizzying
& faceted view
(still)
reflecting the million seen
(s)
for unsplintered lenses…
dangerously flimsy, but there were no contacts
fitting horn rims with
double convex,
rhinestone detail,
& tortoise shell
plus choke-chain lanyard,
& while this fresh outlook
is ordered…
or· gone ·eyes
is glaring in magnified detail…
is stylish, mirrored, & polarized…
like a blind man’s
is bi, tri, and my focal
exclusively
it’s shuttered my
3rd eye
in Coke bottle
goggles,
safe, but pointless
and
eye
can no longer
see.
©Karen Robiscoe
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