refracted light

by: stacy

i don't know if there's a light
at the end of a tunnel.
i've never flirted enough with Death
enough to find out.

but if you see a light,
and you feel its warmth
more than you feel your own body,
just run.

please run the other way
and don't stop, even if your lungs
feel like they're going to explode
because you can't leave me yet.

there are too many words unspoken,
too many smiles unexchanged,
too many secrets unburied,
to many inhales unused.

and i'll break every mirror
in this house, in hopes of snatching
every year of bad luck
for all of eternity

so that none can come your way.
i've been meaning to break
a few mirrors anyways,
so i could try and refract that light.