Wednesday, March 24, 2010


Before light knows it is light
It believes it is darkness
And letting go of that shadow skin
Struck by its own luminescence
Casts itself apart from that black opacity
And once torn from it
Is something else altogether
Something other
Surely it is at this moment
That light cannot go back
Retain itself in cup or cavern
Cling to shadows
Pose as dark
It can only shed itself
Crawl through holes and curtains
Splayed fingers
Peep through possibility
Refract unrefrained
Until you open
Your eyes to the glare

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