Old Snow Moon

Tan grass gone white.
Beige walls all bone.
The few fake lights.
The one real one.

In your dream sleep
Blink once for yes.
For no blink twice.
You seek the light

That was in you
Right from the start
Right? No start, no
Light, no in you.

The light’s out here.
Bare air. Wake up.
Beige walls all bone.
Tan grass gone white.