the windows are dirty
and she cant see anything
but foggy and distilled images
merging into car crash
merging into stiffened jaws and
firm, purple upper lips.
a carcass of dying things
a mouth of maggots
eyes made from polished silver
and scrubbed hardwood floors.
She doesn’t wear glasses but
she goes to get her eyes checked because
everything is dark without reason.
in a haze, subtracting the hue of light.
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