A Crack Of Light

a crack of light by Annsley Zimlich 

it’s been six months and I’m still trapped

inside this roundabout.

I’m missing all the exit signs,

or perhaps I purposely avoid them.

after all,

if I pretend something isn’t there,

I don’t have to acknowledge it.


because you see,

I’ve been thinking a lot lately

about love and lust

and the difference between the two

and which one drove you away from me.

I never have let myself let go of you

because you’re my muse;

the tiniest shred of light

under the door

in a pitch black room.

without you I am simultaneously


and everything.

Photo taken by Kirsty


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