Day 20: “Shades”

Poetry

I always had sensitive eyes.

I could see fine and well in fractions

but too much at once

made me dizzy with color.

 

I entered few rooms but my own

and when I passed through the doorway

the light switch remained unflipped.

 

when I drove home

in the passenger seat

with the sun hanging low

the visor stayed neatly tucked

against the roof of the car.

I didn’t want to disturb the air

so I just looked down

hoping for a quick ride.

 

I didn’t realize

I’ve been squinting all this time

but I’m not sure I’m ready

to see.

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