Artificial Light Poem by Raven Rasputin

I’m waiting, I’m waiting
For the sky to darken,

It’s just bit too bright.

And I’m laboring, I’m laboring
It’s getting harder yet

To look into your eyes

But these city lights
Cannot give relief
From the hot and sterling sun
When it’s time to give a rest
Approach the shade-
I must confess

I cannot look away.


You are waiting, you are waiting
So patiently

For me to get it right

And you’re lingering, lingering
A chronic hint

Meant to hold my sight

But I cannot contemplate the light
That shines out of that endless ocean
Of shattered glass of green and white
I see in them
Arouse the notion-

It’s just a dram too bright
Like a moth to flame
I cannot look away