breathing down my neck
making my hairs rise with their heat
the blaze
scrapes down my back
stealing away the dark.
My eyes
hold to the dark
for another second
another minute
another lifetime
where stories are more brilliant
and more believable
than the nonsense under the sunlight
I can feel the light
its heavy stare
burning into my back
its expectations
its call
trying to pull me out
from the comfort of my
dreams
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