Adjustment SpasmA Poem by Cristina MoldoveanuI had an uncertain diagnostic that is why I never wore glasses sometimes my eyes were magnifying other times they were lessening the world was cloudy I couldn’t see the pathway going where my heart was dragging me
after a while my disease aggravated I began to draw back fearing to collide with walls fighting my way on narrow passages on each arterial road with one way signs
I seldom looked the people in the eyes afraid to make them smaller or bigger one day I was left alone I searched for a long time in the mirror the sky toppled down over me like a foggy cataract I wasn’t blind yet
I checked my heart and tore it out locked it in a glasses’ sheath each morning I clean it carefully only in a clockwise direction
I’m looking through it on working days from outside inside and from the inside outside on holidays © 2012 Cristina MoldoveanuReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 15, 2012 Last Updated on July 15, 2012 AuthorCristina MoldoveanuBucharest, RomaniaAboutPoor and alone, getting old in Bucharest, Romania more..Writing
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