©2021 Michael Raven

i see with
blind eye shadows
the hint of blocking
sensing solutions slipping
slick between fingers those
severed threads writhing

this fylgja crys --
who cut those tethers?
it doesn't matter now

i would try to tie
those frayed ends but
do not dare without
a word approval

for then you could see
the colors dancing
around you, light
and beauty

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