“Surrender!”
Spoke the eye above the moon.
"This night. This night. Tonight."
“Er.. Yeah, right, okay.. “
“To what, specifically?”
“Surrender! To me! Now!”
“Um, why? ‘Cause you sit above,
On high, at the moment?”
"Submit!" says younger light. "Above
Is nothing, untouchable."
"Feel me how? I admit I don’t
Know where to go!
If I sit too high, or too right or too left,
I am, as always, nothing."
"Surrender!” the eye keeps demoting.
“Stop!" I say, comically, as I’m ’caught
Between a dark, and a loft spot’.
© Copyright 11/28/12
Photo by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
11/28/12
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hitch for a ride..
Lady Vivian
Ron