27 February 2017

Strabismic, or Crazy Eyes, a Poem

This piece came to me during a writing program a couple summers ago.  We were talking about language and using sounds in poetry. I just popped this one out.. It probably needs some editing and continued attention, but for a first draft written in 5 minutes, it's not bad, right?
I was diagnosed with strabismus eventually after my accident, after leaving the hospital.  It is technically a misalignment of the eyes.  What happened with mines is that the muscles stretched and so did the nerves.  This happened over a course of about three weeks, only was really noticed when I told my sister to grab the two vases on a shelf when moving hospital rooms and there was only one. In the hospital this injury was yet another issue that the hospital didn't know how to or want to deal with or diagnose, just said, well, maybe it'll fix itself!  I've realized over the years that this happened to the extreme extent it did because as the nerves and muscles stretched, my vision became more and more compromised, double vision.  Because I couldn't move my head, I'd move my entire torso left or right. At it's peak horror, looking forward, I could see to the left peripheral with right eye and right with left, and nothing in the middle unless I turned my torso.
This poem sounds really cool read out loud, unfortunately the meaning is lost if you can't differentiate words that sound alike but have different meanings.  ENjoy

STRABISMIC
or
Crazy Eyes

my eyes don't see the sea
or me
like they used to be or see
or see the way I used to be
and
my brain flops like fucking fish fucking
 on the beach
but what I see
 is the seize of the seas
as my see becomes the sea

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