Art, bloggity blog, poetry


They say that eye are
Windows into the soul
But I am soulless
My eyes are not like windows but more like hands searching
Seeking what you hide within
My eyes do not capture light
Interpret rays and waves into images
But they capture thoughts, desires
Thoughts like black darkness night shadows
Thoughts like bloody crimson merlot spilling sipping
Thoughts like poisonous shapes twisting twisted
Thoughts spindly spider legs creeping
My eyes are not windows into my soul
Mine are not
But they see into yours

Creeptober continues! I am late today… and I may be late tomorrow… but as long as I do it, it is fine.

Please go check out Byron’s EYES poem over on Dried Ink Ribbon. It is very good.


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