Blind

Because it's easier to feel the tears cried out in blood
Than look into those eyes
Into those politics
Into those words
Into that circumstance
That you cannot see
But cannot be undone
But cannot be left behind
Replaced
Or deleted
Or made into something more aesthetically pleasing
No it's easier to take this knife
And plunge into unsaid words
Regretted days
Blatant lies
And sever a place
presently unclean
The place you were suppose to heal