v l p t

 

When I went for my eye check-up today
after all the puffs of air against my unready eyeballs
and the stinging drops
and the unexpected flashing lights
all I could see were vague blurred shapes.
I made a wild guess
at the last line on the card
and got all the letters right.
v   l   p   t
A little miracle!
It was like winning the lottery
only without the pot of gold
at the end.
But still I felt elated.
Do you believe that perhaps a blind man can somehow see?
I asked the optician.
Come back in a year’s time, he replied.
Remember not to drive till the effects have worn off.