And I Think The Lights Are Calling

a man lying on his bed while thinking

And I Think The Lights Are Calling

bright lights spangle in my mind

and I

think of them and the sounds

they bring

and I

wonder

here individually alone

I wonder

how these

colours call to me

what they are saying and

why I am so hot and frightened

and I

don’t understand

how they make such noise

for they are simply lights

colours and shapes and sparkles

and I

think the lights are calling me but

I know they have no voice

except the one

I give to them

looking up at the ceiling

in the dark of night

solidly alone here

with the dark

and I

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