DENIAL
Not trying to unsee
the light. Just engaged
to midnight, eternity
familiar as my love.
Her touch, though tender,
hums and haunts and hunts,
so I remain, blind
and safe, a bat
cozy in leather
dark, dumb, as the world
hangs upside down.
(Image: The psychology of denial and how to make it through a disaster, Signs of the Times)
Voices under the Sun 陽光下的聲音 