Everything--
except you,
represented in the emptiness
of a nighttime landscape.
The suburbs glittering
and in the distance the refineries
I found one day with--
Why does the half-darkness
remind me of you?
If we never spent a night together,
never saw the lights suspended within
steel structures and burning fires,
why is it that I regret you now,
beneath the glare of buzzing light pollution
on the top floor of a garage?
Sep 6, 2010
Sep 6, 2010 at 6:25 PM UTC
Everything--
except you,
represented in the emptiness
of a nighttime landscape.
The suburbs glittering
and in the distance the refineries
I found one day with--
Why does the half-darkness
remind me of you?
If we never spent a night together,
never saw the lights suspended within
steel structures and burning fires,
why is it that I regret you now,
beneath the glare of buzzing light pollution
on the top floor of a garage?
Heather Butler; 2010
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