When I Look Away From These Words, My Eyes Adjust, But Slowly

there’s something in me
that’s waiting to be said

but it hasn’t attached it-
self yet to a memory, or

an event, and the night
is closing in around me

here in my chair with the
light off and the glow of

the computer screen burning
just beneath the surface of my

eyes.

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