Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Night Light


Light presses against me


narrowing


my field


of view.





I can't see


unless


with my hands


I form blinders


to either side                 of my eyes


to push away the                     light


pressing


against


me.





I need


to see the sky


starring


all the stars


born before


the time


of light.

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