there is a part of me
that does not see
the windows closed
the moon away
in its bleakest state
when you dont shine
when I cant see every bump and grind
-that is mine
when I bloom
like a night lily or a dahlia
late night winter lights
maybe it will get brighter if I just keep the curtains open
but I get so scared alone
I keep the music on that plays in my ear
when I cant feel the light on my cheek