It Gets Light Anyway

First bird before there is a reason to.

Second one, arguing.

Road learns one car. Then two.

Nothing solved.

Light anyway.

Light anyway.

Did not wait for me to finish.

Does not know what happened here.

Room gives back its edges.

The thing that was enormous at three

is a shape I recognise

and cannot make frightening again.

Light anyway.

Light anyway.

An hour if I am lucky.

The good one. Too late to be any use.

Whatever I decided

does not survive contact with morning.

None of it ever does.

I keep the decisions. In case.

Come every time so far.

Not hope. The count.

I will take the count.

I will take the