25.4.18

Third Eye

My third eye opened
And finally I saw.
Like my whole life
I'd lived behind frosted glass.

Finally I thought
I could understand
Why people laugh
And cry and scream.

Why I melt every night
And flow every noon.
Why my neck is so tender
And my elbows so hard.

I opened my mouth
To tell the world
How I had all the answers,
But all that came out was a moan.

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