EYES
It started with the flick of an eye
When my whole life changed around me
Every second had counted
Every second was now gone
I wish I could push the rewind button
I would do anything to get my old life back
More so to get my old self back
But the job as already been done
Imagine a zigzag right before your eyes
Like a lightning bolt you can’t escape from
And it just keeps spreading and spreading and spreading
Like a raging fire in your eyes
Now this lightning bolt transforms into a perfect pie pan circle
And it just keeps getting bigger and bigger and bigger
Eventually it grows bigger than the sun and moon combined
There’s no going back, at least not now
Now I’m its prey, and it’s the predator
And this gigantic five-ton circle engulfs me
I’m its tasty treat it’s been waiting for all night
Now this invisible yet visible pie pan circular shape is bouncing in front of you
Blocking you away from the world around you that you always knew so well
It makes itself clear to you that it should be your one and only main focus in life
The darkened oak of a tree, fresh and damp from a rain shower
The bright, warming sun stretching its arms through the sky to say hello
The crunchy, green grass you look down on when you’re sad
The sea of puffy white-looking cotton balls you look at when you look up
The cracked up eroded sidewalk chipping away from a storm’s last attack
The nice, warming, and flawless view of our friend’s house only a block away
The elegant words you comprehend, that plays a movie in your head
The smile you put on someone’s face, edit and erased from your mind
Everything that you know, loved, and brought you peace are gone
Edited and erased and put in the back of a pickup truck
You run after what you wish you had, but then finding yourself lost again
But the dark and gloomy clouds put a restraint on you
You turn your head around every corner
Looking for a way to escape this foul and confusing mess that you got yourself stuck in
But it’s still there wherever you look
You might think it’s gone, but it’s right there, hiding behind a nearby car
It laughs and sneers and wheezes and coughs
Like it just made a hilarious joke or put on an amazing show
It just stands there face to face like a brick building that is staying put
It roars one last chuckle
As it watches you struggle the way out of your very small field of vision
Brook Zimmerman
2015
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