dimmed

the light flickers
sputters blinks
on and off for
a moment and
then goes out.

how much love
does it take to
change a bulb?

bad punchlines,
weary love lines,
unemployed cupid
looking for work
in the modern
world.

the love flickers
sputters blinks
on and off for
a minute then
comes back on.

the days flicker
by one after an-
other, one by one
day after day i
strive to save
what it is i have
left of me and
who i am and
it dims again.

the days of love
flicker and sputter
blinking on and off
as i look at my words
and they seem to be
written by an angst
filled teen i thought
i'd left behind in
mere memory.

the love of days
sputters to a stop
what is it all about
am i strong enough
to change the love so
that light again shines
in the home as opposed
to house.

striving to save the
love light from the
dimmed condition
arising in the world
as i type i try to say
i'm strong enough
and forget my-
self reliance on
other light,
other love
instead of
that from
above i
see the
light
dim
and
i try
to re-
capture
the flame,
save the source
of light in your/my
life.