My Spectacles
Spectacles, I’ve always had them
At least since fifth grade.
They show me more than I’d like.
Spectacles are more than what’s
seen than what’s used to
see them, I mean, like tonight’s
lightning flashing
Against my bedroom wall now
Across the lagoon
Then all around all at once.
Or, like this morning
The Sky a brilliant blue
Sunlight reminding me of....
But today I asked my spectacles
To stop showing what
Ever they want, but only
what I want. No more of you
your grin, your laughter
all the joy you seem to have
without me.
It’s simple really, just leave
A few odd things out
I don’t need them really nope--
My redesigned spectacles
Don't paint the world anew
They just omit you, mostly.
Saving me from some lovely
Dissonance for now
But nothing in the long run
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