Spoiler! :
The Lights
as twilight begins to fade,
the lights mark their
favourite spots in the sky.
one by one, they take a seat, and watch
the show Earth puts on below.
the genre is usually horror.
you can’t see it
with the naked eye,
but late at night,
when the air is quiet
and the owls call out for justice,
the bantam lights come out to play.
against the midnight wash,
the sky bulbs wink at anyone
who cares enough to glance upwards.
they have secrets,
secrets the world is dying to know,
but will never uncover.
their glow often washes down
with the gentle force
of a waterfall,
swift and graceful,
full of spirit.
but tonight I cannot see
the beauty of the lights.
they’re invisible as they
tango their way across the dance
floor in a rush of life.
only darkness comes out to
play tonight, crowding the hue-less sky.
and darkness never plays nice.
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