light is for one to lead

let one be only once a minute, seen through I and you


you are the light cornered and curving

everything runs down legs and armchairs


a random few lines can go unspoken

and there’s a reason for not using them


let one be only one as you or I look unscathed

purple patches, streaks of paint cover the furniture

and suffer alone


light is for one to leave

it came flurry

lines go unspoken