A sudden flash when it gyres a chirrup
But it couldn't make out the close-up.
Inside, detached lights float in syrup.
Eyes in trouble feel the unwell maze.
This tearing curtain streams not a face.
Reflective screen girds a darkening gaze.
It speaks about a purblind to the rear.
Eyes that flash see floaters and bear
an abrupt tear in windows to its soul.
Its retina dances quick steps into a hole.
The doctor squints a remedy for the old glow.
Fate resolves to rake my eye over the coals.

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