i see ..

i can't see very far these days ..

ageing eyes struggle 
   in this dawning night of smoky scenes
      where Lies prop the street corners
         in their sequined highheels
      and no one
         absolutely no one
      is promised tomorrow
         in this land of sneak and pickpockets
         and street-corner preachers
            with me-holes in their jeans 

neon-ed promises
   whistle at the weary ..
spots darken the tarmac
   where one of us got caught
      too long staring at the loud headlight
         horn screaming 

it's just too BloodyMary much for my life's eyes
have to retreat
shutter the myopic windows for a bit
rest from the mad-inducing assault of Animus
   Ares and Mars in tow 

.. .

just there ..
   the smoke clears
   the discordant cacophony stilled ..

clarity

smiling eyes welcome
   the pleasant sight of a Lamb
      clothed in Light
      holding Shalom
         while lightbearers dance in circles
            around the Tree of Life

..

i
see
You