Day 293: Blindfolds

Yes, we're all wearing a blindfold of some sort. If only to see through them. Imagine what the world would look like then. 

 
In Cold Spring Air - Reginald Gibbons

In cold
          spring air the
white wisp-
          visible
breath of
          a blackbird
singing—
          we don’t know
to un-
          wrap these blind-
folds we
          keep thinking
we are
          seeing through