My Two Eyes
i turned off the alarm
and pulled off my warm clammy pj top.
wondering round
still sleeping blind
i tumble around the room
placing my hands over curtains
searching for the day
out of the cold, rain slashed window
ready to dress
i stand in front of the mirror
my eyes clamped shut
i don’t want to look
because it goes like this
for just a second i will really see
then the covers will fall
over my eyes
leaving only flaws
the flaws don’t scare me
but the sickening drawn out figure
that for a moment is there
will still be pressed behind my eyes
imprinted on my mind.
my childish self
that will not die.
