The Source of Light
Within Me
Punctuated light
Picturing my place
On this world
Full of contradictions and blind spots
From which
I am not visible
Barely catching my breath and clenching my fists and jaw
To grab the attention of a few
Meandering in meagreness
Merely reachable
Through the magnifying glass of my concave lenses
Distorting the original object
To the point of wondering
What was at the beginning
Of this journey
And where will my recovery
Take place
In a peaceful, resourceful heaven
Or a pragmatic, rueful hell?
Is it that much distant
From my current silhouette
Not making any difference
To anyone I know
Except for me?
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March – September 2022
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