Brights

Heartbeats flickering on my eyes

Suns drilling to my blind 

They confide 

And what I find 

Makes me blind

Like the jealousy that made me

Tired enough to wait here

And worried enough to hate her

In the lostaway place 

That took eminence

I wonder where the animals are 

When we stumble out 

Into the lights

Whether they fuel the underground

Of fortresses puking bile and salt

Enough to spark us all

Enough to fumigate a conflict

Or whether backed into a corner

By suns and trains and timepieces

They know exactly where to kick