jitterbug

something I found, that I had written on paper a few months ago:

Attics light in light sources
Attic's light lights up one last time
Addicts light up one last time
No one is in the rooms
The groan - was it
Light entering the bulb,
The floor suffering weight?
The light and the floor suffer to wait
Holes push light in like fingers
Puncturing a skinless fruit
Juicy dripping - juice sticking to the wood
Would smoke push the light to the surfaces?
Vibrating in
Place, the walls,
Wood smoke

Bulbs crashing from the sky
Spilling light from A mind
Hope
Flies
On the surface
Stuck in this
Moment
Bodies pressed together like lips over secrets
Can't be kept
Laughter in the lack of light
Quivering in withdrawal