Brilliancy

Hey Sparky! What Time Is It?

I used to think I wanted to see it all,

eyes wide open all day long,

but that was before I stepped out of the shadows

and into a head-on collision with the sun.

In one piercing moment

I was knocked off my high horse,

face down in the dirt,

too stunned

too shaken

too awed

to move.

Now I have been blinded by the Light–

blinded to hopelessness,

unable and unwilling to see despair

as a viable option

even when its razor teeth are clenched around my ankle

and the air vibrates with its growl.

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