Vision

Your lover,
your food,
and goals,
opinions,
the sheets
your wife
forced you
to buy, it’s
all seen
only through
your eyes
your scope,
everything
sifted like
flour through
our eyes
our scope,
every broken
heart, every
highway robbery,
suicide, every
hell would be
swept away
by empathy’s
passing voice
it’s hardly a
whisper, a
tall tale,
a ghost.

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