In the blind building

In the blind building,
the blind see with infrared
and a touch that opens a minefield,

the ladies with groom coiffured hairdos
in a parlour
talk of husband infidelity and Miss Tuffnel,
she that walks the streets at 17.

We chalk up experience
so withered oaks
and grasses can make lawn
a mower will keep it down,
like the thoughts of society
will keep down the greying eyes
the blue veins of the aged in mobility scooters,

watch the dog with the red collar
and the dimes and cents gentleman
wending his way past tuttering ladies
his eyes fixed on the black of his reality
his fingers tapping out the years of his triumph.

Take umbrage in the cage of deceit,
wallow in the lies that paint rotten pictures,
ask the girl with curls where her daddy is, she won’t know,
but her tears will dry as soon as they form,
sheesh man it’s a tough world.

Copyright © 2010 Thane W. Zander

Contributor’s Note:
Thane Zander has lived all over New Zealand, either as an itinerant child (Father moving to jobs from deepest south to farthest north) or as a 27 year veteran in the Royal New Zealand Navy. He was struck down with Bipolar Disorder in 2000 and has since moved “back” to Palmerston North and environs. The onset of Bipolar Disorder also heralded his entry into the poetry world, and from 2000 to 2005 he had written around 250 poems. This accelerated from 2006 to well over 1000 poems, and counting.

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One thought on “In the blind building

  1. Jodine Derena Butler August 16, 2010 / 4:37 pm

    I particularly like the line”..ask the girl where her daddy is, she won’t know…”. A sense of futility…why bother? Jx

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