In the land of the blind, the one-eyed cat is king.




A ragged ear, whiskers

Like stalks of wildgrass

Twitch

To jarr the perfect asymmetry:

The Rogue.




A solitary eye of sable

Luminous,

To gaze out in casual fascination

Like lamps of piercing darkness:

The Seer.




A mangled visage

To shatter the illusion of the World;

Like the last living being that draws breath

Abreast

The Night.





Beating a hasty retreat from chicken rice, mundanity, and delusions of poetic adequacy, ==.


Cherries~