|Blanche Sweet and Alfred Paget in "Blind Love" (1912). Public domain.|
If you were blind, would you touch me?
If I were Braille, would you read me?
If I were mute, would you read my lips?
If I were lost, stranded on the corner,
Dancing randomly & drunk, would you find me?
If we hungered would we proud-parade the market—
Stars in obsidian glasses carrying skinny sugar canes
So people would stare through our blindness—
Smelling the fresh sweet and parsley from a thousand loosely united nations,
Stuffing our pockets full of
If we thieves stole the store blind, would we kiss with honor?
Feeling our way with all our might,
we would stumble on the curband tumble through the night.