tuck

i exist
so that i may see
texture
that would have escaped my view
if my head was buried in the ground
worms crawling in my ears
burrowing through my eyes
blindly me from my own ignorance

the light that burns is better than one that is dim
i squint to see your face
hidden amongst the shadows of the wall
your body almost invisible as it tucks itself into crevices
but we ignite the darkness
the candle burns away anything that is hidden
tucked into crevices
buried into ground
burrowed away
and blinded

yes, the light swallows it up
gobbles up anything dark
slithery,
slimey,
and hidden,
presenting the truth.

why how could you deny this:

the seen
and exposed
skin
in the sunlight.

--amisa