Eyes Behind Blinds

images by M. Erickson words by J. J. Baylon

From White Darker Than White

*huifff! I draw in to cast.

In the vacuum I see you.

A seeping reality blooms cataract white in short bursts and I shift to see you still catch you.

I’ve got you.

I like the lines.

I take those first.

They bleed into iceblue flesh frosting pink swell to black holes to tallow yellow brown bruises red wounds.

So angry then grey.

Then lines.

Only 36ths of so many circles.

Swirling deferral.

Chatter screaming pinned to black.

Two. Black. Pins.

You. Look at me. Now.

From White Darker Than White

Well. 1. Look. 2. At. 3. You.

1. You’ve got a lot in the pot and you’re stirring it just right. I’m looking over your shoulder, the waft hits my face. No need for talking; I’m ready to eat. Pop the top button, shirt and pants. Lick my lips.

2. Huh. I wasn’t looking for you but there you are. Nice pants. Right shoes. Good gait… Ahem. Oh look a tree! The tree is green… Hey there you are again. I like the crook of your arm. You’re not holding anything but there it is, marking a shape. You’re so casual; I hope you’re not affecting it. Hey a penny… Oh there you are. Well, now you’re here and there. Does that lock bother you? Sure, tuck it behind your ear. A little tickle where the lapel brushes your neck? Hey my watch. It’s time to breathe…

3. Hey! Stop flashing those sparklers over here. I’m trying to read… Gimme a break, okay? I can’t get past this sentence. I’m all over the place… Wow. Okay, you’re serious. There’s a whole quadrant, a whole hemisphere I can’t look at now. Too bright. Colors bleeding. What do you want? You want me to 3, 2, 1?

From White Darker Than White

I can't look at you right now. "Show me your eyes," she says. "Later," he says. "Now. Now." "No!" - Mos Def A Soldier's Dream

I was thinking about looking, looking at, looking for, looking in, looking out, overlooking, looking and not looking, looking while not looking, looking at everything while looking at nothing, looking at "you"and not at"you," wanting "you" and not wanting to want "you"... hey what happened to"looking"? I guess this means it's time to sleep. Eyes closed but no respite. Eyes wide... Damn it all Kubrick!