lost pair of glasses

 my sight is a stale ritz cracker

blurry on the edges, once crisp

then divided in half but integrated

 today i put on these vision 

works mistakes, then promptly lost

the last ones that let me drive at night.

i think i still know where my sunglasses are 

or did, a few minutes ago but it's like i want

to be blind as i teeter into old age

sun protected in aldi, chicken legs sprouting

parboiled feathers, muffin spilling over.

tastes like jet wash

feels like lemonade

smells like broken glass. 

a row of small animal statues 

made of plastic lines my bookshelf.

dusted in dust. 

the windows were open all day

but that's like the only time 

it'll be that way this summer. 

spring roaring thru, sunlight sucking up

the dark corners of the yard

dry roasted