blind eye

Your eyes and mine
and theirs.
The memories are gone with the dusty walls
so we flail blindly and kick against the seaweed.
At midnight we realized that it was a delusion
but we took off our glasses.
The car with no top
with the horse on its front.
It was ours but it wasn't.
It was where I kissed you with clouded lungs
just off the highway.
He drove too fast
but we looked the other way.
We wrapped ourselves around a tree in the night
and walked to her house with our blood combined.
We were in love but we weren't
too much time on our hands
one backyard too many.
I was hydrogen peroxide and you were vinegar
gasoline and a lit match
but we shut our eyes.
I stole the lid off your bottle and put it on mine
and begged you to keep the cover
but you told them what they wanted to know.
We're allergic to the seasons -
coup de soleil.

But we turn a blind eye.