Switches the light
on and off
Like doubts and
wishes plugged in and outI feel my pulse
It is racing
Toast the bread
Keep the devil at bay
Snatch a shy sleep
Growling stomach
Shivering feet
We dream of lakes and swimming
Carrying our burdens like Sisyphus
Our skin has stripes
If you touch it
It would feel like tree rings
Counting time
A stranger walks
into the room
Switches the light
on and off.
