i organize
i press clothes
i smile using my eyes,
extend my hand,
and win you with the alignment of my teeth,
the brightness of my irises

i fix your printer
i soothe you with the sound of a mother's voice
i fry your eggs with onions and pepper

i take exams and feel the flow of knowledge
and the answers are obvious
and i never hesitate
to know i'm right

and late at night,
when the devil sleeps in me
and i can almost feel that blistering void,
i commune with that magic
and take all the world has to offer

and there is no other but me
and i bring the light to my eyes