Blind
written by: T.E. Maltba
Unheeding tetherball severed in orbit
A rogue globe accelerating toward nearby fire
Warm jive of mortal radians
Illuminated, but ultimately scorched
Blackout—final whispers magnetic
The coronal mass ejection
Glow extinguished, short-circuited
There’s a smoky cloud as a cloak
Does it mask the truth?
Web of stagnant blood-red rivers
And charred iris underneath
Listen—silence
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