I have three eyes
Two for the hues that are
One for an unnamed suffusant elsewhere
Two of concrete everyday
One indolent undercovers
Sees sooth on occasion whose
Untangled chords remain
Unoft unblinking wide
Into the neardistant
The yestermorrow’s frayed vibrato
Could be anywhere, anything
Echoes of not is nor never was
The essential maybe
I have three eyes
Two for the hewed at hand
One for unamended unquarried
For which when sleep arrives
Arrives for ever