October 10, 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 them 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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