Day
Day is plain
By night
My matter transforms
Becoming ascendant
Day
Day is so plain
By night
I become someone else
Take my real form
Day is
the suffocation
By moonlight my
constricted lungs
are briefly fixed
The writer scratches a note to their side,
She moves through day to the night like bright lightning on the somber sky.
Jun 20, 2017
Jun 20, 2017 at 1:35 AM UTC
Day
Day is plain
By night
My matter transforms
Becoming ascendant
Day
Day is so plain
By night
I become someone else
Take my real form
Day is
the suffocation
By moonlight my
constricted lungs
are briefly fixed
The writer scratches a note to their side,
She moves through day to the night like bright lightning on the somber sky.
