Recompose

Pick it up
And hold a blue silhouette against the sun
Cut off half your vision
And smell the darkness your eyes have won

Rejecting blindness
Absorb the light

The half you like
The half that’s bright

And continue to breathe

In everything that looks different
A new cause and effect
A brilliant observation
Happily indifferent

Hiding the darker side of light
Behind the half

You reject

These worlds are yours
And yours alone
But mine if you choose to tell
The way the light hits your vision
The way shapes formed when your lids fell