Dead Light Switch - Nathan Yockey

You peer out at me

Broken and useless, 

Naked and ugly

Void of life 

Once 

Lightning coursed through your copper veins

No more. 

We stare 

Face to face

I don’t see you. 

You are just 

Part of the rough-cut trailer walls. 

You embody our hand-me-down house

Cracking and old, stricken with mold

You 

Are the house 

You are all we can get 

You

Don’t matter. You don’t matter. Because 

Our light doesn’t come from some switch 

Because 

We 

Don’t get our light from some switch because we 

Get our light from each other.