Eye For Sale Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Eye For Sale



Eye for sale

These no good eyes are for sale
How can I want useless, powerless eyes?
Why?

I hear voices; pleasant or not
I smell the air; chilly or warm
I feel the affections; hate or love

But my worthless eyes do not see

I must sell them
"They are for sale."

Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: solitude
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