Blurry

Blurred lines and 
fuzzy features imitate 
the objects I know. 

The fire alarm...  
is just a beige blur. 

The carpet... 
is just a sea of 
synthetic fibers.
 
And the bedside lamp...  
is just an incandescent 
inferno. 

But in the morning 
I'm sure they'll be clear.

May 1, 2022 by Anonymously Hal Categories: My PoetryTags: A little alcohol, Blurry, Late nights, Poetry 3 Comments

3 thoughts on “Blurry”

Cassa Bassa says:

May 01, 2022 at 11:35 pm

Love the images through the lens. 💗

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- Anonymously Hal says:
  
  May 04, 2022 at 2:00 am
  
  Thank you Cassa!!
  
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DEVANG UPADHYAYA says:

May 04, 2022 at 10:12 pm

I like the imagination and love the simile ☺️

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