I was thinking about blind spots.
Shoulder – stop – looking over – stop
What if I miss something ?
A single star
this lonely point in the sky screaming for perspective.
dare to look at me
would I forget myself if my eyes were tied up in the dark ?
/ Stop breathing for a minute / just to see /
No one’s around.
no legs, no voices.
I’d rather prefer not to see just a second
Am I floating
or just diving into an endless hole ?
making home under a lenient rug.
Someone told me once the gaze has no limits but itself.