halos and hellfires

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late partner poem:
PatCarrington ~ Seattlerain

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Only the brightest illumination can
leave the retina burned and black:
sunspotting, staring too hard
at halos or hellfires.

I still see you long after you have gone.

Blinking doesn't help anymore,
or sunglasses, or sleeping
or even painting faces
on the shadow’s silhouette.

I wait for the shape of man
to blend into midnight darkness.

That is when he finds me, empty as a vase.
Waiting.