Poem: “Twenty/Twenty”
“Twenty/Twenty”
I do not fear the doctor
—or his needle used to poke
Nor fear a vaccination
—that sting my skin bespoke
I do not fear the dentist
—can face a cavity
If I lose that rotten tooth
—still share a smile of glee
I do not fear prescriptions
—that’s fine, I’ll pop a pill
A visit to the pharmacist
—that syrup I will swill
I do not fear the surgeon
—nor fear her helpful nurse
I’ll breath their anesthetic
—it cannot cure my curse
See, I’m afraid of blindness
—my failed acuity
I hear the ophthalmologist
—but his chart I cannot read
I know not if one is better
—it seems the same as two
I make approximations
—and say the sky is blue
I feel my vision fading
—like a floater lost at sea
A sunspot on the surface
—the princess and the pea
I fall into the looking glass
—yet never find the hare
Nor face that sailed 1000 ships
—it’s impolite to stare
I walk within the forest
—where no fox is found
A trail that now is overgrown
—and tired is the hound
I’ll soon be on this journey
—only guided by my ear
I’ll listen for your footsteps;
—lead me away from here
25 November 2013
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