What or who
All colours blend
Unclear and mixed up
Don’t show exact things
I can feel they move, toward and pass me
But I can’t see their face
Can’t hear their voices
Even single blow, even single sigh
What happen with my eyes?
Or, is my eyer the real problem?
I don’t think so
I can see my own hands with five fingers each
So, has my mind broken?
What happen to me?
Why can’t I see things?
They’re blurry and shadowy
Shadowy and blurry
Whatever
They’re the same things to me
Blurr… shadow…
©Sai Phero
January 2009
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