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Photophobia
 
The light is like the sound of something breaking;
he waits inside the upturns of the waves.
Donít touch the switch. The click will find him waking.
 
The kitchen has the scent of someone aching
to live. Reflections hold the things he craves.
Their light is like the sound of something breaking.
 
If light consoles you, watch its edges shaking
in bedroom corners, cringing at his gaze.
Donít touch the switch. The click will find him waking.
 
I wonder, have you sensed a brightness taking
your vision? Have you felt in recent days
that light is like the sound of something breaking?
 
You may be free. You may be quite mistaken.
I guess you must believe, for now, youíre saved.
Donít touch the switch. The click will find him waking.
 
So come to terms with darkness now. Start making
new routes, believe your senses, and be brave.
When light is like the sound of something breaking,
donít touch the switch. The click will find him waking.
 
Nina Parmenter


If you have any thoughts on this poem, 
Nina Parmenter would be pleased to hear them.


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