Blink of an Eye

by David Atkinson

Finding it hard to focus,
she blinked
and continued to
glaze the lenses
from his previous prescription;
astigmatism with
a slight strabismus,
fitting them with more
care than usual.

She made adjustments
to the frame,
length to tangent,
lens distance vertex,
and pantoscopic angle;
with reference to notes
of facial measurements
taken the last time
she held his head
in her hands.

She wanted a pair just the same.
The other pair were broken
in the accident, you know.
You see, she just wanted him
to look like he always did,
to look like her little boy.


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