05 June 2015

Blurred Vision















After the mandatory eye dampening 
and cleaning of glasses we can see 
again, although ‘see’ defines itself a 
tired, rather blurred, version of what 
may be; not that it matters - its best 
is arbitrary expression - much as a
capriciousness of 3:37 am reveals 
that deal too glib an acceptance 

What might be is if you’ve a handle 
on where you’re at, and I don’t see 
any less substance in that than the 
imaginary - there’s this richness of 
detail where bland featurelessness 
was the temporal go-between 

© 25 November 2014 I. D. Carswell