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A moth

Again I'm lying here without you, without power
without breath, without lungs.
Again I'm waiting though I know that you'll disappear like
the world that's been escaping from me for years.
 
Like the worst of my guilts. It reaches me again.
I'll find nothing here.
I'm a moth that restlessly speeds to the light.
In my memory I have an image.
 
I see hands, I feel the temples blindly.
The light is dazzling me.
I don't want to hide but when you call me,
my name's not a moth.
 
No, they won't forbid me to touch
the light bulbs that burn.
The heat has already burnt marks in me.
Though I'm blind and wilting,
shine for me like this.
You'll shower me with freckles.
 
Again I'm lying here without breath, without power,
without eyesight, half-dead.
Again I'm trying to soak with air
to rise again.
 
But as soon as your dawn blinds me
like these days,
again I become a moth. I fly though I know,
I'll wilt when the day begins.
 
No, they won't forbid me to touch
the light bulbs that burn.
The heat has already burnt marks in me.
Though I'm blind and wilting,
shine for me like this.
You'll shower me with freckles.
 
No, they won't forbid me to touch
the light bulbs that burn.
The heat has already burnt marks in me.
Though I'm blind and wilting,
shine for me like this.
You'll shower me with freckles.