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blame it on rising mercury
(in my veins)

a blossoming awareness
crept in
set in
set up

until one day I realized I couldn't
hold my breathe long enough
to make  you disappear
when it became inconvenient
to notice

colors
shapes
lines
in focus.

no blame to lay
(at another's feet)
clarity's damage done overnight
leaving no trace of ignorance.




And you became sensory overload.