Pain and Practice

You can achieve the magic eye
Through pain and practice.
Eyes for now, opposite.
Silver shadow spreads upwards.
Lids covered platinum,
Then black and back,
Brushed, stroked far beyond what I can see.

Gala and golden eyes for night in sunshine shades,
Violets tip their hats towards the soft,
Green, winged, shark-skinned scarabs.
Egyptian eyes lined up, not waiting, shut down for now.

Sitting waiting under the light
Desert pink sundown, ancient,
Frosted in,
Late day blue,
Hues of grey.

Noting thankless hands entwined,
Through practice in vainity,
You can achieve the magic eye.

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