The World Closed its Eye
The eyelids slowly close on the world to the dark behind them, and those who are still awake play in the dreams of The Creation. Those who sleep dream with it, of the eye on the other side. As we close our eyes, we assume they are the same, the lids slide down like the sun and the moon. Darkness falls. What if we were only seeing the world with one eye? We see the light through our left or our right, stuck in this world half blind. Our other seeing but not translating, feeding in but not reacting out, to a world completely different. Or maybe much the same.