Poem # 92- Overhead Lights

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One in the left
Flickering crazy
Thousands on its place
Barely even blinked.

One in the left
Surely unstable
Thousands surrounding
Purely wide awake.

One in the left
I shut my eyes and see
Thousands that still lighted on
Whilst one in the left flicked.

One in the left
Crazy and a deviant
For which the thousands send
A questioning white.

One in the left
All I see
From counting to ten—
For such it wouldn't blink.

One in the left
Till the clear ceiling
I jerked my head sideways—
However just like that... it never flicked...

One in the left
It never flicked... ever
For thousands around
Fooled me such bewitch.

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