Wednesday, January 02, 2019

CYCLOPS

CYCLOPS

that stinking,

stagger-
           ing
                      brute.

holding fast
all-
           ways
                      to

an oversize
ego

:;:

One eye, today

One I, today

:;:

that eye, I see
reflected in
a fetid puddle

that I, eye see
reflecting on
that stagnate self

until some knot-
eyed not I pierces
the veil of sight

and self.

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