I sat in the piano room
and the only light came from
snow’s reflection from outside the window,
no one, house hibernating humans
I raised my right hand before my left eye
and the sight, everything became clearer
lines and curves more distinct
with colour a different colour
I switched
and the sight, everything became weaker
lines and curves boundaries diffuse
I wonder how this had occurred, my unhealthy study pose
Clear and weak, distinct and diffusion
happens only within a distance of nasion
Intelligence and ignorance, obstinate and invention
all exist, cause all from experiences
However, can I pick one of them
and poke it blind?
People talk with my left eye
however I depend on the right
Left and right, is a contrast
however together they formed my sight
Rational and irrational
somewhere in the middle is life