Or I could wait for the warm of a lamppost

but still, for now, the radiance need not wait up

for I have places to go and people to meet

each of which, and for whom—

a new adventure awaits

a guide: waiting (& awaiting) warming (& illuminating)

rush (& gallop) darkness (& shadow)

sharpen. every. sense. and sensibility.

For I am alive and dancing on a world stage

enlivening, and yet

an unpleasantness hangs over me

whilst grounding into plié, rising into fouetté—extending, supporting—revolutions

always stretching and reaching while I

superimpose myself in your childhood room