BLIND

Blind

I didn’t know...

Whether I am blind or not...

I began gazing very long

But could not see anything

He says it is there...!

But I insist as it is an illusion

He loves opium...!

I love him when he plunges in opium!

He signs in when the fumes burst out...

And he sings well when I broke out...

I love him more than my thoughts!

He is the blend I would like to drink

He is the place where I would wander around

The moon says it is bad

To sing the laments in night

But I reckon he is good,

Like the colitas ash in a glass of wine.

Destiny lies in him

And my destiny is wicked I think...

Come on...

He invites again...

Look at the mirror

Look at you...

You are dead...

Only your dirty exhale says you are alive

Your crap and hair

The tears and lids

Your eyes and sound

Only, these says you are alive

Never your heart...

Never has it said you are...

You are dead...

He adds...

Colitas made me cough...

But I stood erect

I am no zombie...!

Not a dead heart......!

I am the heart who seeks!

But always fails to see...

I am the mind that expects!

But always wrong to accept...

He smiled...

Are you blind???

Am I blind??

Can I see those hearts...?

Can I see them well?

Striving hard to glimpse me well

No..!.I am blind....

I see no love...

I could only see this world...

Not its fiery heart....

Am blind...