A Stubborn Kind of Light
It doesn't blaze
It doesn't ask permission
It just sits there in the dark
refusing to die
And you can smash its face
against the kitchen sink
You can hold its head underwater
until your arms start shaking
You can tell it
nobody ever loved it
Call it a worthless piece of shit
Call it weak
pathetic
a parasite
But it'll still be there
Lighting the darkness
Burning for nobody
A stubborn kind of light
Earl Slocombe is a poet originally from England, now living in Pennsylvania. He writes plain, unguarded poems about ordinary life, work, love, loneliness, and the small moments most people recognize but don't often notice.