Splintered eyes, shards of blue and green
Irises falling
Black pupil pieces pulsated on the linoleum floor
Faded pink patterns of flowers
Bordered by dirty gold squares
Flecks scattered into cracks and wispy dust strands
White balls crashed like works of blown glass
Powder cascading through stale air
Dusting the Formica table, the turquoise chrome chairs
Floating on the forgotten coffee scum
In the small corelle mug
Landing in the cat’s dish half full of kibble
Low light came from the left
Through musty dusty kitchen sheers
It played devilishly everywhere
Lighting on air borne debris
On the ceiling, on the wall
It bounced off the appliances
But there was no seeing
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