Through my eyes I...
See the capsule of my world.
Square shaped; grey and gold
with black rim, filled with liquid metal.
Captured through sight with the barriers it beholds.

Through my eyes I...
Speak to myself without words.
Seeking another place beyond the pixels and fabric,
beneath material light.
Reflections of how things should be, bounce back to me.

Through my eyes I...
Live within a flickering screen,
wire connects me, passion without feeling.
Making love with exchange of text.
Artificial sensations, warm with green tinges.

Through my eyes I...
Witness dreams.
People say they can save us,
but behaviour is all that makes us.
Why do people try to change?
If only we could accept, what we see.