Oct 2016
Your moth light is supposed to
sustain me.
I am told to discredit
my sun,
its fuel unnecessary,
yours enough.
What do shadows live on,
this light?
I am the keeper of your
caterpillar dreams.
sustain me.
I am told to discredit
my sun,
its fuel unnecessary,
yours enough.
What do shadows live on,
this light?
I am the keeper of your
caterpillar dreams.
Featured along with other fine poems in my poetry collection, "Witch", available on Amazon and Lulu.
