eyes

 

Homage to my eyes

Despite some pretty pronounced myopia
you’ve seen through the nonsense
the filters, the Valencia and paris and sepia
the microglia dancing in the motor cortex

homage to my eyes
that have been to home to tears
that bubble up slowly, painting a veneer
trying to protect me from the harsh glare
of the microscope laser, or that boy’s beautiful hair
trying to protect me from another bad decision

thank you to these imperfect eyes
despite the bouts of conjunctivitis
you give me the gift of sight