Blinded
By Queazenart
You burn me with your existence.
Yellow light blaring into my eyes
as I stumble forth into the building.
The mornings here are so difficult.
Like pills too large to swallow.
Like concrete shoes.
Highbeams through the back window
in a semi-truck
night drive
car crash dream.
Daybreak has blinded me.
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