Unseeing

Lacking cane

Or balance

Most of all

Touch

A sense I no longer use.

Instead, I wander through my days

Like a bat

Set loose in daylight

Seeking I

Run up against obstacles

That only exist

When cold glass

Resists headlong rush

And I fall

Unseeing

To the ground

Eyes cast earthward

Heavenward

It matters not.

Remembering when I reached for you

Thinking your existence possible.

Blind then

No one more self-deceived than

A deluded creature who

Believes she sees.