Day 26: The Victim Lens



It begins with blurry visions of attack.

Slowly transforming

to thick horn-rimmed glasses of self-pity

and making its way to extended wear

VICTIM VIEW contact lenses.


Nothing can penetrate–

not the words of reason,

not the intentions of love,

not even the truth,

magnified in flashing neon lights.


Another life wasted.

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