Blur

A drive at night, I look through the window and remove my glasses

Everything’s blurry, the lamp posts look like cotton candies

The headlights of moving cars look like smudges of paint

The clouds start to blur, the stars almost not visible even with my squinted eyes

I turn to look at you, the distance in between starts to blur

How slowly, the line between sanity and insanity starts to blur

How the difference between your hand and my hand, starts to blur

Just how the difference between you and I starts to blur.

Published by khushbuluhar