...a light bulb moment.

blinking in and out of days—

a strobe-lit

existence.

time doesn’t pass,

it flashes...

wandering toward

the promise of a quiet finale,

as if rest were a gift

one I could unwrap

early.

to search for unity

among the ones

who left—

grief gathers us all

together, like dust

in corners.

hunger clings—

emotions, underfed;

licking sweetness

from practiced

lies.

there's a pie on the table—

everyone’s dipped

their *****

fingers in.

what was warm

is man-handled —

what was whole

is shared

thin.

aching for closure...

the curtain falls shut,

the day collapses—

lights out.

dark, until tomorrow

strikes a wire

inside my skull.

a flicker...

then—

another light bulb

burning again

...a light bulb moment.

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