A single light glares out my window. Do I live near the Sun? It floats with no base as I peak through the branches moving into the night. I am alone within this day and an effort to connect finds longing, once again tapping at my window. I wonder where I would go if I wouldn’t be sustained in your memory. Stay with me in time, not confined by reality. Slipping within shapes covered with modest restraint. I’m here, I am alone. The world connects to the light floating in the at dusk.
I am stopped by you
I am not stopped now
I rest in other words
Not yours, not mine
Swept clean
