View

Eyes have it.

Watching:

Coughing man does not see,

Or will not–

As he smothers by,

inhaling his handkerchief.

 

Colorblind,

He cannot see the tie

I do not wear.

And I seem to see him

in a dream–

He wears a tie.

He has no eyes,

but two dull red stones.

 

I say,

“I see by your eyes

that you see I cannot see;

But you see, I can.”

(He coughs as a gesture

to himself).

 

“There are,

consequently or not,

No truths anymore,

only lies to be believed.

And you think it’s Halloween,

but it’s not.”

 

The dream ended,

And the man disappeared

from view.

Momentarily,

I looked at my hand.

 

Fall 1973

 

 

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