(Not Haiku) I didn't know it, but

I didn't know it, but I am a light.

A big, shining one.

I pick up black light t-shirts 

& eyeshadow that glows like the moon.

I glare with swears and sarcasm, 

but can low light those things too.

My light can't be snuffed out. My life proves this.

Though unplugged for seconds, minutes, days, even months, 

somehow

I get plugged in and

start lighting up again.

More from awhile ago

All the fog!
There's a city back there,
but you'd never know.

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Sub par tacos
and no Horchata!
Cold wind through the open door....
Disappointment mounts
with every bite.

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He hurries down hill,
the red glow of his cigarette
marking his speed.

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Gray green tide creeps in.
The white gull flies away--
now I am alone.