Turn a Blind Eye

What would you do?

If you awoke one morning blind
For argument’s sake
Let’s say it's one eye

If you were blind
You’d like it where you are
When your vision is obstructed
You can view the contradictions in your afflictions

All the scattered ambiguities fly from your closet
Everything dries up, particles break off
They appear floating across your field of vision

Beyond reason

You are a blind photographer