The Way the Light Slants
carving out space
into interludes
i am envious of a life
that is not mine
i scatter in
wavelengths
toenail clippings that
garnish a floor
or a juice box
clumsy hands cascading
staining the carpet quickly
in the same shade of
infrared
sitting unopened at my feet
the popsicles i used to crave
but couldn’t buy
but rather watched
others taste
staining tongue and teeth
ultraviolet
envious of the color
i couldn’t seem to find
in other food
i stand corrected
with mouth lagging slightly
and with jaw clenched
heart full of love
spectrum
but aware of its evaporation
these different bodies
poke holes at it
i am carving out space
in a space
where i am nothing
but the light
i seek to reach