LOPSIDED

Thu, 05/28/2015 - 02:25 -- kelssei
When it comes to drawing,
 
moving a utensil across a page.
 
I could create a masterpiece, but
 
have the eyes be lopsided.
 
And if the eyes are lopsided,
 
how can they be used to see.
 
When I nail it to the wall,
 
could it see the definition 
 
of disfunction or the sketches 
 
of past lives as they confess
 
the hatred for a broken home?
 
Could they see me
 
ripping those eyes 
 
straight down the pupil 
 
because nothing I have ever
 
touched was perfection?
This poem is about: 
Me

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