Cyclops

Notes

There’s a single white light from my neighbor’s house that has just recently found its way through the night and to my retinas. It’s actually been like this a few weeks now, and the only way around it is to close the curtains. But that means I end up missing the moon and the stars and the slow swaying shadows of the trees in our backyard. And so here I am after midnight unable to sleep because of that single light and its control over me.