peace in the neon

sight in sunlight

​

today i can see everything

that yesterday i could not.

 

like the way

    the sunlight through

 the leaves

   x-rays skin for arteries

​

     the way

my own veins beneath

                my scars

stream steadfast

  despite tireless

     tapping

 

and how under peeling layers

                            cracked

  in august's disposition

         we remain sheathed

                    anew.

 

blood flows for the care of no gaze,

for no amount of light.

 

i might forget tomorrow.