Squint

This new light source glistens a whiter hue than those surrounding it.
I notice slight movement to my left and cautiously turn my head to see my brother facing towards me, looking into the artificial sun,
squinting his eyes and titling his head left and right, back and forth.
He looks absurd, as if there is a fly he is attempting to swat with his forehead,
but I copy anyway;
For the sake of satisfying my curiosity
as to why he is so deeply absorbed in this street lamp.