Life, Once Seen – Never Unseen

A hammer blow

a shock to reverberate and crash vision into distortion

The gift of clarity is too fine a thing

too free and too easy a thing

too easily lost

for you to possess

A hammer blow

to free you to chain yourself

to hang there and stare at fractured sights

as we do

Not malice, not here

but not love we admit

just freedom from clarity,

our one gift

and one you will never lose

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