Master of aversion
I practice impressive techniques
of avoidance
a concentrated gaze
that blurs my vision's edges
don't look, don't look, don't look
It's too painful to see the full picture
selective sight suits me just fine
but there is always something
looming just out of view
a premonition
that prickles the skin
Downcast eyes can't
keep me save forever
harsh light touches everything
eventually
when the time comes to surrender
don't look away, don't look away, don't look away
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