Two Black Marbles

Reborn again with new eyes
A pair I know I shouldn't like to see through
but survival all the same

here's teeth gnawing at the page
with eyes absorbing all the colours
and turning them to grey
a simulated efficiency
drawn like curtains across the sunset
an augmented internal landscape
of empty oceans
and distant stars

There are no faces in my world this week
just left-over recollections
ghostly outlines
two black marbles glow in the dark
where eyes should be
The stuffed monkey with a drum
beats, where the heart should be
nails instead of teeth
and snakes instead of hair
claws replacing hands
guts replaced by stuff
face all dried out and flat

I am disturbed to change so completely so quickly
....and I want my old life back
but it has left me

LEF 3-9-7