Literature
Glass Vials
You spoil my eyes
Glass vials receiving drops of your splendorous light.
Watching the darker sides of the moon.
Grabbing the cord, and pulling hard, pulling-
Back the blinds,
and letting the velvet sunset caress,
the living room where my thoughts comfortably reside.
Door bell rings, metal door swings,
in trails the sunset.
A huff as a body rises from the dust,
from the pillowous couch,
and turns to the entering,
splendorous light.
Glass vials full,
my living room suddenly - - -
Occupied!
With hundreds of splendorous rays of light!