Inspired by a story I’ve been working on for a couple of years now, comes the following poetry:

The world is a sheet of hazy blue

but that still won’t keep me from you

oceans wide, oceans apart

where did we depart?

Why, Jessica, are the jitter bugs in you

when you’re having the time of your life

watching me trying to ignite

do you see I’m just a dragonfish

blind, but trying to become light?