We have slept through it all
Slept through the night
Seen nothing in our dreams,
Our future in burning lights
And it has burned bright.
When we have looked away
Or closed our eyes
We have still seen the fire,
Engulfing,
Singeing our eyelashes,
The vibrant pulse of flashing colours
Imprinted on our retinas,
And the optic nerve is rattled and nervous,
By the intense heat.
2 comments:
Very clever!
I love your style of writing
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