Monday, 13 September 2010

Poem a day, 13: September 13th 2010

Opticians today. I purchased
contact lenses to help me see.
It took me ages to learn how
to insert these things
by poking myself in the eye.
I did not think the instinct
to shut your eyes tight
at foreign objects
could be un-learnt
but it turns out that it can.
So now my sight defect
is fixed and invisible.
I have others, but no appointment
to rid me of them.

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