My eyes are blinking
(they want to close)
the truth,
when blinding,
is
too bright to see
too brilliant to comprehend
(what I already know, as it pounds my chest)
but I step forward and
my skin is warm,
my eyes are clear, moist, and shining.
but I step forward and
my skin is warm,
my eyes are clear, moist, and shining.
(God be small enough to fill in the cracks.)
11/13/18
-XOXO,
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