i always thought my future was too faraway

turns out it's just me that's nearsighted.

so i got glasses now, everything will be fine.

or maybe it's because i systematically avoid

any possibility scared of every change

and too tired to deal with its consequences.

hopefully, it's just the glasses.

origami whales swim in a sea of hands

and a color sobs somewhere as a memory

throbs somewhere dust clots in the air

becoming planets until lasers of gazes

blast them into debris a lone dustgrain

of which coaxes from my eyes a tear

held back for some other occasion.

hopefully, it's just the glasses—

just the way i look at things and not

the way things actually are, just

the phantom weight ready to jump on the bridge

of my nose— an owl's mask startled into sleep.

~ ajay

14/4/2022