I dreamed I was blind.
Blind, and uncomfortable
With darkness.
Fingers blistered from
Feeling if the light
Was on.
Listening for something
Between the other somethings
That combine
To create the chord Night
Strums with its claw
While singing
To itself about
Morning,
Eyesight
And other unpleasant
Illuminators.
Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
I dreamed I was blind.
Blind, and uncomfortable
With darkness.
Fingers blistered from
Feeling if the light
Was on.
Listening for something
Between the other somethings
That combine
To create the chord Night
Strums with its claw
While singing
To itself about
Morning,
Eyesight
And other unpleasant
Illuminators.
