Eyes

So, the poem I posted earlier got a semi-positive response. This has spurred me into posting some of my personal favorites from lifetimes ago. (To all would-be-thiefs: steal one of my poems, and I'll send Vladamir Lorch and his electric whip of doom after you. so just don't bother. you don't wanna see Vlad in action).


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When the sun shines through me now
(with dazzling spears of gold)
There's nothing I can't see,
And on the stream of memory
(of the not-yet and the o-so-old)
My ship sails to the seas.

When the sun shines through me now
(with dazzling spears of gold)
There's nothing that you see,
Where I was is empty now
(an omnipresent hole)
And nothing becomes me.

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O when the moon glows in the black
(and turns her face to sea)
I see a path of light,
And when I steer my ship that way
(my vessel and me)
We find only silky night.

When the moon glows in the black
(and turns her face to sea)
You see a path of light,
Where only dreams and waves sail
(for you cannot see me)
Into the darkest night.


If it sounds weird, just read it without the ( ) parts.