Horizon Upsweep

CATARACT #2

There are no lines

In my line of sight.

No edges

Only smudges of blending colors.

Single stars

Have become

Fireworks in freeze-frame.

Streetlights glow ten times beyond.

Car lights threaten:

I cannot see for their glare.

Though I am losing sight

I remain an artist.

Am I crazy or what?

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