The New Lamp


the new lamp shines

as strange shadows stalk

the corners of the room

playing in and out of dark and light

previously hidden monsters

migrate into the lounge

leaving behind open books

and a curious sense of hope

previously denied


Copyright June 2017


Developing Depressions

I follow the line of light

as it blinks between palings

it always seems to fit

unlike my awkward self

intent on never bending

why should I follow the light

into the density of memory

as it curves around brain matter

I cannot hold the light

when the lure of the dark

blows gales of anxiety

into developing depressions



Copyright November 2016