I have a thing for eyes
by V.E. on January 13th, 2010
Thoughts from the Barnes & Noble at Union Square this afternoon.
Take, for instance, the sun,
blind to all but its own brilliance.
Perhaps that is what has
become of me as well.
Die, Hope, die.
Let me live in peace.
Give me no more of your
“blessing”—
I’ve had quite enough.
Die and let me go;
sleep for now.
Drip into your eyes this liquid and experience darkness.
Open your eyes and see nothing. Pull back the curtains
but the darkness reaches behind your eyes.
