A bright reason to justify : Lily McAmis

Lily McAmis

I used a lighter with no flint wheel and Came back to find burn holes in the silver linings of nights spent in a house with no bible:

In a car with no sunroof and No god to be barricaded from, I cried for the moon.

For a globe of light to disappear with as the window fogged up, For a bright reason to justify Wearing sunglasses in the dark To a recurring cast and curtain sequence each night.

You'll believe in muscle memory When your shoulders surrender at the touch of a finger, When your bare feet hit the road before the engine roar is audible.

A trip to the dump to stub it all out. A black trashbag to sunglasses To see, in blindness, your liability

To the headlights that reflect off the back you turn as you watch, in stillness, your shadow dance the last three-pointed star.