February 1st; Eyes on Fire

I can see into the night
because my eyes are on fire
with all the things that struggle
to see with all their might
as I seek you out between the trees
that are scared of owls with eyes
seeing through you anyhow.

You will find me shifting in the dark
with nothing for you to gain
while we play hide in seek,
because there is nothing better
for you to gain, but waiting
in vain with fear in my fiery eyes.

Suddenly I am marching with grace
through a parade of those things
that make no sense in this world
of make believe supernatural
powers and schemes in pace
with how my failures are forward gazing
into the embers emerging with grace.

The End

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