This is my continued exploration of the senses. Enjoy.
What Is Light?
Behind the eyelids I see things: a fluorescent flicker; two tiny dancers; hazy tracers; an aurora borealis. In the moments before sleep, my eyes hunt and gather the last photon trickle of night, bend it into quantum illusions of beauty without meaning. I've known these lights since I was a child, and once they spoke these words: Pure dark is the true illusion, at least for those who have eyes to see or to conjure seeing.
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