Blind Importance
Mar
12
2007
Posted at: 5:09 am
Filed under : Uncategorized I have a pathetic fear and it’s come true or so it seems. In the literal and physical aspect of it, I’m losing sight. I see a blur, I see the haze and most of all your face is disfigured. That oddly pleases me. But I long not to wear a mask and hide behind it receding to my fate. Damn, ooops, **** and ****. Life goes on and I think you have. So my vision’s no longer of importance and….nothing less.
PS. Being blind considers me weak and so I understand now why you stand behind the mark and watch from the sidelines as I dally with fate, I owe you a thanks and I thank God I need no longer to look at your despicable face.