Impossible to see,
said that blinded boy,
waking to the sunrise
burning his clouded eyes
Whiter than his teeth,
heavier than his footstep
as he trods on, aware
of more than he should
but still innocent,
still dreaming of what
the sun might look like
He'll take the lies
at face value and
kiss the mouth that issues them.
Impossible to see
Impossible to know
without the combination
to the safe holding the
key to the door
It's raining outside
but he doesn't really
mind.