19 May 2011

A new wave

My studio was dark.
I flicked a light switch on,
as I entered.

Bulb buzzed and sparked,
as it cracked alight,
sending smallest puffs of
to fall from the fitting.

Shadows crept away, lazily,
from corners.

Yellow light,
pulled dark air in,
in a second.
Nobody had been there.

All over the walls,
books sat heavily.
And sugged
at the benchy shelves.

© Cosmic 2011

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