Maybe I am addicted to my glasses
Without them my vision blurs
Something happens to my depth perception
This must be a dependance

E’s turn to 3’s I can’t read with this see-sickness

I am addicted to everything about them
The insightful optical illusions
That pair-fect specs-tacular hallucinogen
The microdoses of microfibre

Losing sight of reality, Out of focus without my bifocals

My withdrawal symptoms get worse with distance
I must make a decision
My addiction or Myopia