Exposure

The sun has shattered the window pane
light streaming in flooding the room
filling every crack leaving no shadow
in which to crawl to hide to live

my every movement casts ripples
scattered waves reflecting
into open skies open ears open eyes

no action or inaction unnoticed
no speech or breath unheard
no life or death uncounted

love lives here with pain and joy
all watered with memory’s tears
once in shade but now in heatstroke
wilting under this bright sunbeam

#NaPoWriMo 11/30