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MIND'S EYE
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2002 Poetry it's this thing that lifts his élan
everything else becomes bouyant
he can fly as high as 10th-storey
who would dare to plug his glory?
he sees too much imagery
crawling upon his whimsy
horrific fangs of prickly
eager to seize his sweetie
he burst into sudden terror
unfamiliar with this tremor
they cannot be harming her
a wild image in his head saunter
he hurried down to the kitchen
to look for sharpened scalpel
and when he finally situated it
he hurried back to his target
as he poured all his strength
in assailing to what seems
to be an Arch-fiend
blood streamed on the sheets
and he was happy to see it
thinking he has razed
his wife’s invader
he embraced her tightly
but his feeling is too dozy
his reddened eyes felt cozy
he lay down with his wife
and mutters their safety
an appalling reality awaits him
a cadaver he will see in the morning
but what is even more excruciating
is to see that the cadaver next to him
is none other than his precious Lilly
