staring into white space
waiting
i see a circle
in the sky
start to emerge
then fade away
i’m watching
slow breathing
the whiteness
blocking my ability to think
the tide coming in
and going out
things float across my vision
my eye keeps returning
to the white
and the yellow
oh so slightly
yellow circle
that i keep thinking
i can see
but then can’t
birds call in the dawn
getting louder with hope
for a new day
then dip into silence
muttering at its absence
the future
in a whiteout
is clouded
the past
a smudge on a surface
drawing on water
the sun doesn’t rise
the river flows both ways
waiting
just waiting
for something
to change

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