Dazzle
Thunder drops a huge boulder of sound.
CRASH.
Count...1 & 2 & 3
FLASH.
brain tremors oscillate fright waves!
Is that my face in the sky?
What took my picture
as I looked into those lit-up eyes?
Could it be?
No,
I'm still here aren't I?
The deaf hear my heart-beats don't they?
Dogs bark on an edgeless periphery.
Go home draw what you did not see -
or did you?
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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