I was walking my guide dog in the snow
And we were good
I was breathing as a healthy man
In through the nose
Out through the mouth
It’s hilarious to be a living thing
Though many books say otherwise
We’re all of us the rustic world
Merry expressives talking out loud
On the day I was born
I wasn’t expected to live more
Than a few hours
My twin brother died straight away
We were two pound infants in rural America
In general terms I think anyone
Who pretends disability is easy
Is fundamentally dishonest
In the blindness world
Which is heavily impacted by charity
We have countless stories of heroic
And strenuous accomplishments
I love accomplishments
In winter there’s one stark
Morning presses dullness down—
Best to know it, good to know
Say what’s coming…here
I let you in, no sun today
In through the nose
Planet of the Blind 