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Into 10 days of being confined and isolated
In my room (and also in my head ! );
I just keep one window open,
Though I have four of them intact, unbroken.
As the bewildering light enters straight certain;
I try to distort its path using a rugged curtain.
However, the light’s too stubborn and
Just demands to be seen – on that it’s very keen!
Lately, I just wait for dusk to hem in every morning.
For if you are where I am, you would know
How magical the sky looks - struggling with shades
As twilight mystically invades!
1:25 am – it’s all pitch dark with a violet confidential,
2:40 am – the violet hue gets just a little influential,
3:50 am – a lateral lilac turns out consequential.
4:55 am – I’m no longer looking, for it’s all bygone -
They have dwindled into an over optimistic dawn!
I realize I haven’t quite slept in a while and
Try some futile attempts at being a good sleeper.
I merely end up standing, waiting in the room
Made of broken mockingbirds –
Their wings throbbing into four blurred walls,
Leaving me unsure if I still need my sleep …