it turns out i'm cross eyed- no, really
an astigmatism is the two planes
of vision forming a cross on the lens, instead
of symmetry. so it turns things in a
new way, if i'm not careful and
remember to put on my glasses.
but sometimes, the asymmetry can create
a new brilliance, a new beauty contrary
to the accepted beauty in symmetric faces.
no, i rather like it when the walls
don't slant quite right, my pictures
hanging never lying on the same tangents.
homeyness, a chaos of happiness, tiny imperfect
pixels creating the images i cherish,
blurry memories i keep on replay.
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