For me to unmake the wild light that candles me
would seal me in the darkness of another’s choice.
Misery tried to form me from its clay of sorrow,
but I refused to surrender to the sculptor’s knife.
Waiting for the world to turn back to me,
decide I fit in a slot I’ve outgrown is not living.
I believe what you love you must love now
because tomorrow could arrive empty.
©Susie Clevenger 2019
My poem was written from Kenia Santo's prompt to create a poem from a list of Post-Rock song titles she provided. The songs I chose are: Unmake the Wild Light, Waiting for the World to Turn Back to Me, and What You Love You Must Love Now.