Different but not defective
is the blindsave he resets the norms of seeing.
looks he not at the sun at daytime
nor at the street light at night
but firefly-like looks inside
what self engendered spark
burns, only the sightless
come to know
which the sun can never hope
to do.
He lives
in the inner rapture of merely
living
knowing
his own light is all he ever needs
and nothing is worth holding
other than
what he possesses.
Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2026-01-19 at 00:19
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