mode change

as i glance back over
the instant noodles of the past months
the effortless motion
seems to have dissapeared
the expression has declined
the quality has gone
as thoughts have been raided
by the polluted skies of sales
as my bachelor company
seems wasted and forlorn
as modes change to sketches
paintings and reflexes
as my blindness becomes apparent
blind splashes etched in acid granite
soft petals fall everyday