a thousand spindles of light
will never be enoughi am not merely the bulb
when out of flourescent white beams
thrown away to dirt
replaced and replicatedi want to be your moon
irreplaceable and permanent
to sit with you in the dark
YOU ARE READING
love and lights │✓
Poetrymy love is threaded upon pinpricks of various lights. when it is lost, i crumble in the darkness. #projectasthete