Difference or Repetition

Drifting through a forest
chasing fleeting insights
                like
cinders drifting into the night,
from a fire now furiously bright.

Stunned, we wait
for the after-image to fade, uncertain
& afraid
of what to do when the darkness returns.

So we
wait until morning, then
press fingers against eyelids &
try to believe
the phosphenes are unique:

After
you open your eyes again to let them
                                    linger
over familiar scenes,

does it seem
as if anything

has changed?

Are all things still

                    the same,
or subtly,
briefly
            different?

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