For Carrie
by Alan Mahood

My unseeing eyes
Get me every time.
We talk , I love
Your hair,
Your tattoo
Intrigues me,
I wonder if I
Could find it by
Taste,
Cause these eyes of
Mine have never been
Able to see
Right in front of
Me,
And I have bumbled,
Stumbled through
Life, leaving a trail of
Mistakes, broken
Relationships, destruction.
I’ve had them
Removed,
So I don’t believe in
Anything anymore.
Love, hate, good, evil
Black, white, red, blue
All rumors I can’t verify.
Sometimes your eyes
Seem blue,
Sometimes gray.
Please don’t say
They’re green.


09-29-1999

09/22/2001

Posted on 09/22/2001
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