hollow light

i begin 

unbroken,

round as the moon,

bright

with autumn,

heavy with seeds,

complete in 

my silence.

a careful violence,

enters

shaping curves 

into a smile

that is not 

my own.

yet it is a smile 

anyway.

strings of pulp,

ghosts of what i was,

hollowed to wear

a face of beauty,

a mask for 

the waiting 

night.

and when it comes, 

i glow like the sun, 

lighting up 

what once was darkness 

with my grin.

capturing every shadow, 

every movement 

in the slow evenings, 

and every ray 

of sun 

at dawn.

beautiful.

and yet, 

even when my days 

have gone by, 

even when the 

light 

inside me 

slowly fades away, 

i was 

there.

i may be breaking, 

i may be falling, 

the smile may be sagging, 

but hollow shone, 

more than 

the sun 

ever could.

and i was happy.