Glass Bulb

My dark
Is nearly lost
With brightness
At its peak

From second guessing
New light caught on
Your face

As hope’s
Demanding twist
For fate to learn
From reason

What source
Of glowing wishes
Still keeps me
Burning strong

As dull
And steady warmth
Though resistant

When night is bearing
Far down
Like fallen weight,

Of these stars
But too revealing

Each bulb
A tiny fixture
Giant dares

Calling out
All fears
Amidst such
Shattered answers

Where bulbs
Are broken quickly
Despite this
Flipping switch –

That grin
You always gave

My daydream

A sun
Within our distance

So small
Yet fairly close.

– J. Pigno

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