The bright white civ is ominous and overbearing,
I cannot see straight through to anything next.
These are visual stimuli devoid of a meaning,
the purpose and promise outside of the text.
Don’t blanket my eyelids with markers and moments
Don’t paint the cat backwards in the plot of your book
Sit still inside the lines; don’t splash the water;
And God forbid so he won’t ever need to look.
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