14 September 2014

SEEING

Today, you see you're blind.

From inside mountains, you press for escape.

Elbows, knees, and thrusting shoulders readily puncture rocky debris, plentiful after storms.

But inside your mind, your eyes - soft, coddled babes, soaked in haze - struggle to see the walls masquerading as your core - early-erected behind your eyelids.

Your thoughtless hands - having breached the mold long ago - grasp another's - someone not unselected - someone with eyes outside his mind.