Thursday, December 9, 2010

8/30 Through binoculars (tanka)

One unfocused eye
the other, a bare socket
Does he miss his sight
as much as he misses life?
Does he miss either at all?

Awkward staggering
as if fighting some great pain
in complete silence
save for the scraping of soles
and the licking of dry lips

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