the morning brings
– as it does –
yet not so often
as one might wish,
sunlight.
the termites
in their tunnels
my tunnels
seemed invincible
happily digesting
my fortitude
with barely a notice
but
just a few minutes of
exposure
to the full rays
of the sun
would
kill
them
all
if only I could
turn myself
inside
out
and hit the body
with a tremendous,
very powerful light
or suppose
you brought the light
inside the body
through the skin
or some other way.
truth can be found
in the darkest of places
let the sun
shine in.