i saw my
blindspot
one evening in my father’s car
staring out the window at
treetops
gray-green against the
pallid blue of the post-sunset sky

in the corner of my vision
there was an alternating flash of
green or blue where it
wasn’t supposed to be
a drumbeat of light and not sound
the spot where my optic nerve
blocked my vision

my mind cannot go
45 mph
or maybe it goes
faster
i wish the blindspots that are
not in my eyes
were

as easy to see