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Tawanda Mulalu Aug 2014
Lightbulb.
Tawanda Mulalu
Aug 2014
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.
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.*
DaSH the Hopeful Apr 2015
lightbulb.
DaSH the Hopeful
Apr 2015
PUT
THE
lightbulb
in my mouth
and flip the
switch.*
My thoughts have
been as dark
as it gets
THE
lightbulb
in my mouth
and flip the
switch.*
My thoughts have
been as dark
as it gets