I was sitting and was convinced that I was actually looking at something and the title just appeared in my mind.
The poem formed itself as I sat.
Eyemagination - 16 Sep 17
A
fiction invented
By
the wandering vision
Of
a tired eye
Seeing
what it thinks
It
sees
Created
in imagination
Because
vision
Vaguely
suggested
A
form to watch
The spellchecker really dislikes me.
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