You do to me sometimes
what blue light does to my eyes.
Pinging against the back of my retinas,
pupils dilated in surprise,
electromagnetic motion making waves
in me. Shaking me, shivering me.
Blink. Blink. A cascade of eyelash tremors
can’t dissuade the dryness.
Red light, night light, warm light,
kill the light. Pour me another glass
and take me to bed, goddammit,
and screw this eye strain out of my head.

Poet’s Notes

Thank you for reading “Blue Light”! Did you pick up on the two layers? This poem was inspired by the eye strain I’ve been suffering from too much blue light and too much chlorine in the pool where I swim. A bad experience, but hopefully I pulled an entertaining poem out of it. Let me know what you think in the comments!

And, as always, thank you for reading!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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