When two blind mice grab a coffee
both parties emerge triumphantly
And when one mouse has a broken leg
He shares his limb with a floating companion
In a clandestine burning ceremony
In confounding uncertainty
And at midnight when he rises
with the sleep still in his eyes
will he be awakened by phantoms
Will she still be surprised
When both mice are willing
to forget the gift of sight
Together, Alone
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