Thursday, December 10, 2015


So I can't actually
See the board
It's just a blur of scribbles
Dips and rises as the text goes on

So I can't actually 
See the board
So my attention starts to wander
Doodles fill the page
The teacher's voice droning as the lesson goes on

So I can't actually
See the board
Nodding along as if I get it
Even though it's just a jumble of colors
Faking my way through
Because that's just the way the day goes on

So I can't actually
See the board
The dull blend of everything
I squint and gaze at
Sends pulses of heat throughout
My brain and being
And that's the way a day without glasses goes on

I chose this piece because it struck me as different compared to my other poems and stories. There was a certain simpleness and elegance to this one that I couldn't find in any others. The combination of something simple, like losing your glasses, and the more complex resultant of that, contemplating literally everything as you can't see the lessons, lead to a balanced piece that I really liked. 
While revising I found that quite a few stanzas adding nothing to overall message of the song and promptly deleted them. That's about all the editing that I did.

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