Flip the switch and out it pours filling the vessel to which it has been anointed
Casting eerie shapes as it dips and falls spreading it’s yellow hue
like honey gleaned from a ***.
Enveloping the darkness as it make its designated journey
Caressing and cajoling all on one spot
As the incandescent bulb it travels from swings like a hangman’s noose gently from it’s pivotal point from the ceiling
It tricks the lurking shadows out from their hiding licking the blackened perimeters loose.
Magic like a firefly in a jar it flutters and descends to the patterned rug
Burrowing deep within the weave leaving secret messages hidden within the woollen like shrug
Then as quickly as it appears a click fanfares its leaving and velvet stillness is their to weep treacle blackness bleeding.