Bright, Pale Yellow

Our house is in darkness.

I shut my eyes, but

my eyelids are glowing with

bright, pale yellow,

the kind that shines through your

skin in the sunshine.

I press my eyelids from

out of the darkness,

watch the brightness

squirm, then smile, then

strike with white branches in a

flash of white lights against

bright, pale yellow,

the same branches that

during the days are

bloodshot.

How can you sleep in this

blinding light?

How could you

bear to

close your eyes,

how could you

fall

asleep?