Smudged Glasses Poem


I do not understand why glasses still smudge so easily.

Yes, my eyes are often filled to overflowing.

But it feels like an insult to wipe extra tears away.

I guess that is why they call people with glasses two eyed.

One effects the other.

Both may shine.

Or both may cry.

The only record of history the faintest of smudges.

Tiny constellations drawn together like the drops on my lashes.


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