Villanelle in the Morning

When I break apart I really break.

I can’t say what’s coming, this blind day.

I walk to move, sometimes I shake.

Sometimes I laugh, sometimes half the day.

When I break apart I really break.

I don’t recommend it, it’s just my way.

I walk to move, sometimes I shake.

Here’s to blindness, my true brother.

When I break apart I really break.

My brother takes on the coming day,

Sightless, he never looks for cover,

We laugh together, sometimes all the way.

Here’s to blindness, my one brother.

Here’s to laughter, never taking cover.

We walk, sometimes we shake.

When we break apart we really break.