Don’t You Shut Out The Lights And I’ll Light Mine
Posted on March 21st, 2017
We promised to keep the lanterns going
to tell each other from what way we were headed
to give each other enough time to pack a bag and make a bed
I am looking for you at the end of this dock
Out in the world. Are you leaving or headed home?
I thought we had the lights lit
Those fucking matches seem to have walked away on their own.
The sea currents seem confused messy,
the waves are breaking in a way impossible to swim.
Gusts are blowing in all directions back and forth, even down
Overwhelmed but found.
Unfurling my folded fingers, grabbing for a match
The wind takes them loose and fluttering
towards land, towards sea. Match and hand looking for the wick
Don’t you shut out the lights, and I’ll light mine.