Luminism

Your light. Shine it.

Kill the ghosts

That pace on unconscious bodies

Trapped in studies

Of misplaced recognition

Uncanny tapestries

Shielding the acquainted step

Sucking energy

From batteries

Powering my vigor

So I fall into the darkness that is

But a shadow

Consuming the footprints

That drag behind my limp

Consuming my falters

Consuming my path

Your light

Your dim, dying flash

Shine it, I beg

Save me.