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Blinking Red Light |
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Blinking Red Light |
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I sit
cross-legged on my bed, at night staring out the window, my reflection beyond the trees. Looking without ever truly seeing An image with no meaning Recognizing nothing To the left is a tower, red light blinks off and on Flashes against the Construction paper sky pin pricked stars twinkle bright A magic carpet takes me up to them where I can talk about it all They will just sit politely, listening When I'm done, I start to head back down, but then one of them invites me to join them. I say, "thank you, but I will just stay here on my bed, where I can stare up and admire you with the blinking red light in the corner of my eye. Now I recognize everything. I used to see without ever realizing what it was that I was seeing. Now I understand my vision cleared The blinking red light no longer annoys me. |
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