Ode to My Contacts You who I never seem to see Who I only seem to See through How many pairs of you Have I plucked from my eyes And thrown away Ungratefully So close I forget you’re there Like the lugubrious laboring Of my heart in the dark But tonight I look down at these two Ignominiously adrift In the toilet They that brought the insurrectionary blur Of the world into focus Like a child careful To color within the lines That saved me from certain death Several times For how could I have crossed Mission and lived? Thank you for bringing the black Words up to my eyes And deeper How I love your blue trim Like the stitching of a dress When she turns it inside-out Taking it off And the faint numbers 1 2 3 That tell me when You're inside-out Your kind keep my face Free of glasses As if I was born this way How easy it is to see Right through you As if through a boy Who is clearly lying I vow from now on To consider you a moment Before throwing you away I will lean down and squint at you Pinched in my palm Folded over like quizzes Marked with embarrassing grades So that the kids know How they did Long before they see
Ode to My Contacts
Ode to My Contacts
Ode to My Contacts
Ode to My Contacts You who I never seem to see Who I only seem to See through How many pairs of you Have I plucked from my eyes And thrown away Ungratefully So close I forget you’re there Like the lugubrious laboring Of my heart in the dark But tonight I look down at these two Ignominiously adrift In the toilet They that brought the insurrectionary blur Of the world into focus Like a child careful To color within the lines That saved me from certain death Several times For how could I have crossed Mission and lived? Thank you for bringing the black Words up to my eyes And deeper How I love your blue trim Like the stitching of a dress When she turns it inside-out Taking it off And the faint numbers 1 2 3 That tell me when You're inside-out Your kind keep my face Free of glasses As if I was born this way How easy it is to see Right through you As if through a boy Who is clearly lying I vow from now on To consider you a moment Before throwing you away I will lean down and squint at you Pinched in my palm Folded over like quizzes Marked with embarrassing grades So that the kids know How they did Long before they see