dawn

 

brightness has always been more tolerable with the shades down. only then

can we strain this explosion of waking

into pretty strips of white light, staging dancing dust.

never mind if Plato said we should look up

look out, look straight ahead. He was wary

of darkness and thought we should be, too.

 

I, on the other hand, have always

loved shadows. At least, they

remain. There are those who only had to open

their eyes — and left. They are

convinced I am still

in hiding.

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