astronomy•poetry

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he was blind.

he wouldn't see the sunrise or set,

his newborn sister or his older sister's grave,

he wouldn't see the commercials on Saturday morning

he'd never get to cry when he saw his scars

he'd never get to see the carpet cleaner they'd get the blood off the floor with

or how much he starved himself.

he couldn't laugh at the cover of his favorite cereal.

he'd never get the see even the small things

hell, he'd never see his fish.

the boy wouldn't have a glance at the mountains

or his boyfriends lips.

now, I hope you notice we have it easy

while he never gets to see the Pepsi bottles

or the lasagna his boyfriend makes.

the woman who hit him.

he'd never get to see life

all he got was his imagination.

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sorry my poems are very sucky lately