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Everyday Objects

Switch on the wall
Smudged with the day
Up when we’re in and
Down when we’re out
Perfectly timed
when we’re away
Blinds half closed at night
Blinds bleached when we’re not home

Each window open just a bit
attempting to achieve a balance
using a roaring breathing house fan
to pull the air like a turbine.

My closest next of kin is a
mailbox filled with trash and bills,
a fridge, a stove, a dirty dishwasher,
a door pulled shut, and locked
with the chain slipped across
It compliments a back door
that doesn’t lock and
a front door that won’t stay open.

Switch on the wall
Work your magic
Make the world around me disappear
Show my darkened mind
the brightness of souls
that impress their memories
against me like a fingerprint.

BethAnne 05/17/2019
Written by bimbammit
Author's Note
This started with a recurrent image of the lightswitch and how it interacts with our everyday life and it's ability to make us look at the objects or to look inside ourselves.
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