Scottish Isles

Scottish Isles

When I looked out into the Scottish sea,

into the pixels on the screen,

I thought it strange that I felt

well-traveled.

The light from the television reflected

on the surface of my glasses;

I imagined it would be difficult to see my eyes,

with the distracting images of the sea

playing through Netflix on my lenses.

I’d go there,

I thought

because its so close,

because I live in Scotland.

I’ve been there,

I felt

because I’d seen it

because of its presence on my eyes.

I waited with intent for the scene to be over;

I caught myself counting the seconds

until I might be released

from the duty of representing a landscape

that is not native to me.