eyes
why i write?
cuz no one hears.
voices bounce but
print sticks,
like lids on eyes,
tar on roads.
you know,
i've discovered
that ears don't hear.
no one cares.
but read this and
you are stuck
with black font
burned into the film
of your brain.
so
hear me
with your eyes.
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