meeting some people’s eyes is bruising
socket shiners
windows to mud-streaked souls
all blind spot
whether stripping
(or)
cracked
blackout lids
you see too much
glancing blows
(that)
splinter
& fracture
spitting shards of pane
phreak house phantasmagorias
pupils
>the dead kind<
that learned stuff no one needs to see…
©Karen Robiscoe
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