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TURN OUT THE LIGHT.

Poetry By: Terry Collett
Poetry


Tags: Blindness.


Turn out the light,
She says, it’s too bright.
She can’t admit
To each creeping bit
Of her blindness


Submitted:Apr 3, 2007    Reads: 117    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Turn out the light,
She says, it's too bright.
She can't admit
To each creeping bit
Of her blindness. Pretends
It's not there and bends
Her will to that dark fallacy
And makes show she can see
If only to puzzle me.

It's far too blinding,
She moans, finding
The light switch
Off, pretends, the bitch,
It's on and fiddles back
And forth in the black
Emptiness of space.

It's off now, Grace,
I softly say,
Leading the way
Across the night
Hoping she might
Not trip or fall
But gently call
And say, I'm blind,
Help me find
The way to you.

But what does she do?
Says the sun's too bright
Close the curtains tight
I need to save my sight.
This is night. Wait until day.
What then will she say?





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