A collection of original poems and photos. I believe that art comes out of humility. Herein lies my crash course of the said matter.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Dimmer Switches

We all see so narrowly,
of a wide band, we perceive only a sliver,
parading over our objective,
a parody around the ingrained judgments we live by.

And in this highly subjective light,
it seems so easy to be critical,
and so difficult to find anything good,
to be sure, everything we cast our gaze upon,
has much that might possibly be wanting overhaul.

My eyes are already not what they used to be,
and perhaps I would understand what I touched on,
if I weren't to look, but it's all about perception,
whether we are satisfied or anxious,
and what holds weight in our world, our tiny skulls.

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