Days of silence
Piling up
Brilliance popping and then dimming
It’s light out well into the evening
Everything is awake and yet contained
Who knows when this chaos will end
Maybe never
Brimming at the edge but
Never feeling the release of water cascading down
Don’t be so hard on yourself
But on second thought maybe you should
If we can do better shouldn’t we
We don’t just need glimpses
We need the full eye shattering unavoidable
Don’t look away
Look straight on
