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BLACKOUT by Imelda Ugwuanyi

Tic-tak-tic-tak
the time went slow
just as it was noisy.

My eyes were open
yet my eyes are blind
closing my eyes darkness
I open the same.
Just a perfect time
to be blind
you know there is
but you can prove nothing
until your hands can touch.

I’m on the bed of blackout
my legs crossed
hands on my chest
my world blackout.
I can hear sounds
I feel the nocturnal

But then it is just me
with nothing true
but blackout.

BLACKOUT by Imelda Ugwuanyi

BLACKOUT by Imelda Ugwuanyi

Author: Imelda Ugwuanyi

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