1907

LIGHT

It is possible to have friendly feelings
Under fluorescent lights, but can you blame
Anyone for building a world of nags,
Blaming and "just following up" --
The spectrum has no vitamins,
And such little heat. If you were
An oscilloscope, would you sing
"Somewhere over the rainbow" in a tutu?
I would love to marry you, white light,
Carry you in a satchel over the hills
And far away. You fall into my coffee.
I am suddenly too big for the shoebox.
Light. Come, change everything about me.