A Well-Lit Room

I was never afraid of the dark

Sweating as I was in a well-lit room

Even the shadows were arranged

Strategically

To guarantee 

your victory

 

Swallow up the darkness

a million midnights less 

stars are ever blinking

You can blink right back 

Swallow up the darkness

a million midnights less 

Stars are ever blinking

No one changed their batteries

 

You have 

to believe

Consensus means

Everything

I’m perpetually 

starving