Give me darkness.
Give me the sombre
light of a place whose
contours are hard to make out,
a place, a
space, a landscape
that lets my imagination run
backways through
time to create a sense
of where I am now.
A world filled with too
much light does not
leave room for the
flawed and broken.
Does not leave room
for my imagination to
re-cast outlines of
whatever lies in view.
On the periphery.
Beyond the middle.
