Definitively
Not the way that it seems.
Did I think it'd come so easily?

I found a note
On a swim through your moat,
But it all fell apart in my coat.

A hollowed out book
In my hands, as I shook
In the bright aftermath of late noon.

Living night lives
Gone done and disguised
Misfortunate things as a boon.

I saw light there, shining.
Up through the floor,
But not anymore.

I see light still shining.
It's vulcanized, it
Bounces through my eyes.

A pen.

Will mend.

Everything.