I may be blind in the darkness
but while I'm wrapped in that
gauze of black I can see the
mysterious network of cells
inside my beating heart

It makes me wonder how long
I've been deadened from indulging
dazzling firework displays, giving up
pieces of my livelihood, my true vision
of what I am without the rudeness of words
leaving their shallow prints on my skin

Respect me in full in the darkness
as a synergy in session, holding
encrypted notes from my creator
*whoever that may be