vision

swollen eyes again.
to see, to see, to see

they are relentless to me.
i saw, and he saw, and she blissfully unaware did not

i a cassandra
a rooted prophet
jaw agape, prescient,
the brain blood laced with god words.

oh but how i had hoped for better.

their eyes stop up; remain without,
magpies and wheel ruts
the familiar, the familiar, the familiar

they do not look behind to see ahead

oh god i hoped so hard for better

i a cassandra
a rooted prophet
jaw agape, prescient
unheeded.

away goes beloved, beyond return