
Dis…appear
I learned to see in the dark
By breathing into the dark
I shape sight without light
By not needing a response
An echo without a
Location
I move in the dark
By letting go of my way
I find myself
By dissolving that word
I exist there without fear
By not needing a here
You appear in the dark
When I can no longer see
Your shape is the absence
Of my senses
I step outside of existence
By releasing all that could be:
My eyes
Are closed
To see
About the Creator
Wes Barclift
Sparks in the dark. Using words to navigate the things that matter to me: love, beauty, truth - finding hope. New poems twice a month.



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