molten one minute, smoked glass the next

looking up from underwater, in

down and empty

streetlights, office lights, pub lights

home
let there be one, in one window

of one float home: a ghost in the dark

cast iron candle light 
be a man: shine that pale construct

like a lighthouse beam, like you mean it

grow the light in you a foetus

cobalt blue and iridescent
bold and true

and simple: taxi light

stop light, moonlight

home