366 Poems: January 8th, 2016

Night Vision

There’s something deep within my eyes

that takes the sky

and gives it night vision–

.

a world of colored fractal patterns

that heals the frayed

in red, blue, and green–

.

but all of that

is just a pretty way of seeing

the darkness–

.

that all of us have

and all of us hide

until the night comes crawling–

.

you can tell me I have rainbow eyes,

but they still only surround

the black–

.

the fear, the cold, the chemicals

that take the darkness

and make it grow–

.

we cannot see beauty

without the night

that gives a calloused contrast–

.

but even then,

we must always know

that we cannot hide anymore.

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