Blinded By The Light. By CpSingleton © 2015
Last night I left a window open and
Monsters leapt right in.
They forced dirty nails in to my
Closed eyes and twisted.
The filth left residue that I interpreted
As dark dreams.
Today I wake with a new bulb aflame
Inside my thoughts.
On the bulb a word is written. I
Squint to see its message.
As shards of light force my lids to
Close like a safe’s door,
I see that word written is small, but
Oh so infinite in definition.
The word is simply