• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 07

Seeing

Obituary image of you
clicked at table
while we guffawed—
almond eyes seeing
what we refused to see.

Baubles wreathed
round your neck
a conversation piece—
almond eyes seeing
what we refused to see.

We agreed bald head
suited your erect carriage
and you guffawed—
almond eyes seeing
what we refused to see.

And your whites shone
like snow at kohl arrows
primed overhead—
almond eyes seeing
what we refused to see.

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