Poems by Edwin Z. Canary

Muscle memory
feeling with my hands
hearing with my ears
I forgot my eyes
at the bottom of the lake

Dark, my old friend
Thank you for returning to
bring me peace

Hearing the nothingness
no colour to see
nothing to blind
free to feel

Free to cry
free to die

Muscle memory
I can walk without
seeing
I can sing without
manuscript

No clef needed
no time signature

No longer cold
no longer warm
I am perfect
in the dark.