“they say I'm alienated from reality
as if I had the power to decide life”
—Sanni Purhonen
They say I’m blind and should trade my eyes
For jellyfish—or just be a coral in darkness
They say I’m nothing more than the wind enraged
For cover, in polite society they say I’m like them
But they don’t invite me to the grand reunion
They say its written someplace I’m the match end
When I was a small I carried
A dead pocket watch
I thought how one day I’d have a clean reality
They say I’m a dry season
They change their minds: I’m a rumor of tears
They talk like men drunk on silver
They say I’m a poor infinity
I’m not afraid of anything
Planet of the Blind 