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Dim the Dark. Don't.
Words by Madhumati Chowdhury
Image by Elizabeth S. G. Hedgepath
Your fingers dim the
until the stars are but smoldering specks of
d i s t a n c e
of dust and ice crystals
dead wishes of children.
Your fingers dim the dark.
Take those scissorhands and
At my emotions
like an unused cable
I want TO BE YOURS!
not like when you steal me
in tiny post-it messages,
messing with my head
Engulf me whole, like when my darkness raises its many heads
and i can only love you with
Half of my he-art, half of my ey-es
a partial eclipse within the
jungle-gym of your limbs
I see you flicker and
like a lantern in a storm
I promise to stay afloat
but I'm taking it slow
Feeding my way into the carcass of your mind as you sleep
Sitting with my KneesPulledIn I watch BIG SHIPS
a matchbox full of scars that you
burn and flick away
I AM PROUD and left frail boned strong,
realizing, I'll NEED you to wipe the tar off my chin,
Your fingers to dim the dark.
from a shoreline
with useless words while you walk
into the world of traffic signals and neon signs and compasses
let your skin grow new maps!
Understand that i am corridor eyed and you are the ink that writes my subplots,
unsuited for the ocean, you are the lighthouse and
dim the dark but not mine.
#Unreal #Poetry #LineBreaks #AbstractWriting #Light #Dark #Love
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