"My Masterpiece"
Anonymous
A burst of anger
Yells out danger
No one gets the call
I slowly seem to fall
It's all locked inside
I go away and hide
So I paint a picture on my skin
My deadly sin
Clench my fist
Paint drips down my wrist
A picture to never disappear
A reminder always here
Each dreadful tear
Held so near
I thought it'd make the end
To this hell
But as far as I can tell
My picture will never go away
It'll always remind me of that day.
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"On Blindness and Dreams"
By Todd Mountjoy
as my right eye grows dim i pause
and wonder if my dreams will change
to reflect my new realities
questions of forgetting my world as it
now appears and changing into a world
of shadows and darkness
just as androids dream of electric
sheep do blind men drift into dreams
of a world with only four senses?
"It is frightening to be a librarian who is losing his sight as a result of diabetes. As the seasons pass and loss of my sight progresses, I have those moments when I wonder what my world will become when there will be nothing but memories of what I now see and glimpsed during my childhood . . ."
