Nocturnal Sunlight

It's just a 7 pm thought

Not 3 am feelings

When the whole house has no lights

I look at the ceilings

I like keeping the lights on in the adjacent room

Not the one where my activities presume

I make my way through the stone to the stars

I feel vague, trapped in echoing bars

Me and my insects; we both survive

Lured to nocturnal sunlight

and dread when someone comes nearby

Oblivious to other co-stars scintillating in a wide sky

I am one among several unlit stars with despaired lullabies.