Gene Lewis Perry

If life were like fairy tales, I'd have been devoured by trolls already.

white light

Posted on | October 16, 2011 | Comments Off on white light

I am pale, made pale by the glow of the screen
In a pool, moonlit pool with a ghostly sheen.
I am night; tear away all the oranges and reds.
Leave the white to awaken the strange from their beds.
We are strange, for we sit in the moonlit pool
Rearranged to be fit for the blank night’s cool.
Cool night, it is chilly and we are chilled.
What a sight we must be, so alone and stilled.
And we shine by ourselves in the screen’s cold glow
And we find we are lost in the blank white snow.
We dissolve in the light. We are found in the dawn
To be dead from the fright of the colors gone.

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