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Phosphenes
Of blur my sight hath meets
a rub upon your eyes;
sparkle,glitter, fog among
what truth is still a lie.
The stars unclear, the light
it shows with rough to touch;
sore and what you see's unsure
but once is not enough.
I rub my eyes and all I see
are stars but so in question;
I want to know what comes
about this oddly satisfying session.
Rubbing hard and seeing stars
dazed and craving light;
Some things may remain a mist
a shimmer to my sight.
Like a flash of quick brightness
I can see such a shake;
I rub oh quite harder
and fail to create.
To find what I'm seeing
so hard to explain;
like waking confused
and dreaming insane.
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a rub upon your eyes;
sparkle,glitter, fog among
what truth is still a lie.
The stars unclear, the light
it shows with rough to touch;
sore and what you see's unsure
but once is not enough.
I rub my eyes and all I see
are stars but so in question;
I want to know what comes
about this oddly satisfying session.
Rubbing hard and seeing stars
dazed and craving light;
Some things may remain a mist
a shimmer to my sight.
Like a flash of quick brightness
I can see such a shake;
I rub oh quite harder
and fail to create.
To find what I'm seeing
so hard to explain;
like waking confused
and dreaming insane.
© All Rights Reserved
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