LIGHT

LIGHT 

Light cleaves to walls 
ceilings & floors. 
It sticks to you 
& you can't shake it 
or wipe it off. 
It always comes back looking 
for exposed surfaces to cling to. 
As you crawl out of darkness 
it waits & attaches itself to you 
until you hide to avoid it.
But still it comes—
waiting to be freed
from the darkness
that tempers it.

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