Ever since
They cut my head open
Drilled through my skull
Explored and excavated
Where my tumor grew
I stopped crying
But only
From my right eye
Maybe the nerves they cut
Just a little too close to
As though they flew
Too close
To what was my sun
My eyes
Squinting in the light
Of their instruments
As they flickered
Against
The nerve endings
Near my brain
So when I cry
My left eye
Fills with moisture
Sobs and redness
Take over
And believe me
I cannot help
Sometimes
But cry
But stoic
And dry
She remains
My right eye
A reminder
Of what was lost
As my life was gained
A quiet
Almost invisible
Palpable though
Loss
That I feel
When I wipe
Those phantom tears
A creature of habit
But when I run
Deep into the night
Hearing
Familiar snores
While I run and run and run
So that I may feel it all
Until I feel
Nothing
Or perhaps
It is Alive, I feel
Or perhaps
It is Peace, I feel
Or perhaps
It is Nothing, I feel
It is in this abyss
That my right eye
The one they broke
When they came too close
To whatever
Was the heart of me
Begins to cry
Full and long
Robust tears
True water works
But I feel
Nothing/Alive/Peace/Nothing
As they fall
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