night dipped in moon water
trees mouthing words
a mist forming on the surface high
dew drops ******* on the cement steps
incense smoke filming the whole scene
a lonely flame
a gentle twitch
ahead of the hall
a seated statue
eyes downcast
ignoring shadows high on the wall
just a flicker now and then
breaths sliced down
pieces of vibration splinters
fishing
for light
instead
confronts
a high voltage
emptiness.

©Malintha Perera 2014