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