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Drawing eyes is like creating my audience.
My audience that so generously
criticizes every one of my moves.
My audience that doesn't dare to train their gaze
off me.
They want to savor every wrong move I make
They want to remind me of how I could be better
when I was my best.
They want to tear me to pieces and uncover
all my weaknesses
but that's alright.
After all,
I drew them as eyes,
the eyes of my audience.
This poem is about:
Me