Third Eye

I see, and shut my eyes.
But the Third Eye?
Stares –
Every unsolicited touch,
Every clandestine stroke.

I have drawn my curtains,
Cast my them down
Pretended it didn’t matter
Though blood rushed into my ears,
Poured out of my eyes
I have silenced it;
But the Third Eye…?

That unabashed breath,
Down my back
Last Saturday night –
I shut my eyes.
Not deliberate, maybe?
The Third Eye glared…

The silence was appalling;
But words failed…

11 March 2015

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