light.
light…sometimes,
is all that can be felt
in the face of this,
this impossible
existence

light is absent of reason,
like me…like you;
senselessness
looking in a mirror,
puzzled at its own image
gazing shamelessly back.

light and unbound
I/you/we are weightless
in the face of ourselves,
untethered and floating free
drifting from cloud to cloud
and who knows where?