So You Won’t See What I See Out Of
Written by Budd Hansen
October 10th 2019
Two of them, however, stressed.
Blinking to protect them; blessed.
Resetting the friction between lids; caress.
Bright as day, through them I can say.
What pleases it in a mindful way.
Maybe the apple of it?
Breathe what all else does.
But some of us dehumanize.
What does that mean?
Uncounted people — your brothers too.
I’ve learned to see into things not of this world.
Simply put, nothing but forms and a rock beneath to walk on.
How far am I willing to go?
In order to connect a world I felt I must show?
Far enough they’d laugh.
At a little boy who thinks one moment is worth last year’s cash.
To make everyone happy, having it all, but some must stall.
Because I too have anxiety.
It’s in the eye I best keep from ya’ll.
Hard to say who I am in society…
I’m fortunate to write words from inside of me.
Can you tell what my eyes see out of me?
-Budd
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