A Blind Man

A Blind Man
by DIY Danna
A sheepish grin and half-hearted wave
makes me laugh and thank the pebble stuck
in the sole of old unworn shoes.
A waning pate and stupor reminded me
why I waxed on all the attached words
settled at the bottom of the blues.
I watched you swim away
school of fresh fish in rapturous seas.

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