Posted by: Lisa | March 22, 2015

The Switch

My damned self-destruct switch
is always flipped On —
but thankfully, I see
it’s on a smooth dimmer.
Yes, I can dim the brutal,
insistent glare any time.

Now is a good time

Though the effect never lasts,
and I’m haunted by the past,
I’ll continue to dial down
the harshness — and breathe

Because sunglasses lie

Persistence sneaks past fear
and one day soon, I’ll hear
the switch click at last to Off.

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