Friday, March 14, 2025

I see better than I look*



 I see better than I look*


What kind of reality comes when I seem to look?

From what is within of seeing that it took

How does one go from outside to being in?

Because to tell you the truth, this is where reality begins

I guess with this we are not to question why

But to focus in on this being on the other side of the eyes


Dom*Colucci 2013  

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