The Blind Lead the Blind to Opposite Ends of the Universe

︎︎︎ Christine Hou

︎ May 9, 2023

There is an entire fist growing
Inside of you

Fit to scale
It opens and closes its fingers

At regular intervals
Opening and closing

Opening and closing
Your organs embrace the foreign object

Like a blind child embracing a sphere
For the first time in their life

There is never urgency when
The blind lead the blind

Only calm collectedness
2 boys and 1 girl

Position themselves in a
Circle of trust

The girl presses her left cheek
Against the western side of the planet

The boy rests his chin upon the northern hemisphere
And you—graze your lips over

The peaks and valleys of Europe and Asia
From west to east

How smooth is smooth?
Are your fingers touching land or water?

Does it smell of petrichor or oil?
Are you on the side of the fish or the side of the rabbit?

Christine Shan Shan Hou is a poet, visual artist of Hakka Chinese descent, and author of Playdate, The Joy and Terror are Both in the Swallowing, Community Garden for Lonely Girls, and “I'm Sunlight.”