Assuming in mono vision
Looking at you is starting to wound my eyes
so I won't allow two perspectives on you anymore.
I close one eye.You
look at me full eyed
possibly jealous that other lovers might be crowding my mind.
sends an orchestra of nerves
up and down my fretting spine
playing undeserved sad refrains.
When this happens
I drink and don't know what to do.
It is strange and strong
how thoughts run
and give assumptions a body and soul.