Vision

He wasn't special at all
but he had this personal taste
to pluck out the eyes of flies.

The flies by their side
saw no acceptable reasons
for the execution of such.

Nothing special.
Not talkative.
Not mischievous.
But he was excellent
in surgical execution
of the eye removal
of dipterous insects.

You opened the blue
with your clouded look.
It was lightning and stuff
that no one would remember.

This skinny city
drank your blood
and spit clouds
through the chimneys.

Waiting for you to open the blue
with your eyes.


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