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Tawanda Mulalu
Poems
Aug 2014
Lightbulb.
LIGHTBULB.
Lightbulb; the moths flutter
and beat themselves to death against an idea.
A thought, vivid like glass, bright like tungsten-
glows.
I am reaching out to my mind again,
my wings burned and burdened...Wait.
I have lost track of my metaphors again...
But then again, like the moths,
I have lost track of many things-
except for the unknown light in front of me.
*Basically, I don't know what I'm doing with my life.*
#philosophy
#lightbulb
#lightbulbs
#moths
Written by
Tawanda Mulalu
Gaborone, Botswana
(Gaborone, Botswana)
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