30 july 2012
never the same
the greatest moment of my life
I was 5 at most
late summer afternoon
squashed into a bed before dark
ecstacy interrupted
thunderstorms in my head
I scanned the half dark wall paper
the sailing boat the blue shade
half drawn
over and over again
until there was nothing left to see
but a rectangle
of light
an emptiness scintillating like a galaxy
the more intently I stared the more I saw
as it narrowed and faded
absorbed by the wall
which had also disappeared
infinitude within confinement
the room around the void
I was never the same
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