Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Lamplighter’s Lullaby

The way the world is,
It’s hard to accept being
Small. Sometimes things go as well
As you could expect.

Sometimes they go all to hell
But you didn’t will them well.
You didn’t send them to hell.

You only fluttered,
Moth banging around a lamp,
Likely to be caught
Unless the lamp switched back off,

No idea what the lamp was
Or why you’d destroy yourself
To get nearer to that light.

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