It starts with the eyes, then come ears
Follow them tongue, nose and skin

Eyes, I read about them in science class
They have a blind spot, which makes sense, after all these years.
It happened one Saturday morning,
Like this one.
Going through an old photo album

I thought,
Where are they,

the people who were once visible,
You could touch them.
You saw them all over the place.
Where are they now, I hope they exist.
In the blind spot of my eyes.

— PD