if you ever go through heartbreak
where you can’t see straight
on account of tear refraction syndrome
when grief only lets you look around corners
like a mad myopic cat
blind or wearing blinkers who knows
I did and it was forever, I mean day + day
a susurrus of sorrow and doom
horizon of bleak
then time passed
I mean day + day + day
my eyes reflected clouds
breeze whistled the trees
I blundered forthright shouting pleasantries
forgot the olden times
looked on brightness cheery and smart
that’s what time is all about I tell you