ind(i)rect

the light pours itself through a pinprick in the sky

even with my shoulder flaring in pain

there is something soothing about the indirect light of a billion miles away twinkling upon me

puts it all in perspective

i am angry and miserable

but the star doesn’t give a fuck at all

so what does a small inconvenience mean in the grand scheme

maybe i will try and focus my light back through that pinprick

hope it reaches the heart in which i seek

yet

i am no star

just meaningless

same as that goddamn star

just a flash of indirect light with no real focus

a placebo

somewhere i hope my cure can feel me calling out

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