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My eyes are closed.

I am a bat,

guided by darkness.

I am a mole,

staying out of the sun.

I am a spirit

confined to the night.

I am a shadow,

mean nothing to anyone.

My eyes are closed.

I bump into walls,

take a picture

in my head

two colors, five, ten

what’s the difference?

Flurries of misunderstanding

I’m taken over

One lonely bat flaps its

Wings in my ears.

I am a creature of the black.

No matter what language you translate my eyes to,

I can’t see.

No matter whose wings live in my memories,

I can’t feel.

It doesn’t matter which words you speak,

or what world you control.

I am a knight of the night.

My eyes stay closed.

One day I wake up

Just another day

my eyes are swollen shut

with the weight of my fears.

But this world is different

I feel it,

I see it

in colors

Behind the abused lids of

my eyes.

No longer dreaming

in black and white,

I capture a sixth sense

in the mystery of my mind

A final sight.

I open

my eyes

and

everything is

illuminated.