therearemanylightsinthesky

Sean Lim

E: so, you're not interested in any of that?
I: no. I just want to feel everything.
E: I see.


the streetlights
sped past
their glow multiplied
in the marbled droplets
coating the glass.

ephemeral incandescence
dancing on the windshield.

the sight seemed to pull
from the depths of my memory
the vast collection of lights
burned into my eyes
from days past.

it was slightly sad to think
that this moment as well
would become a dream
in the days to come.


I: so you just write stuff with arbitrary line breaks and call it poetry?
E: yes.