Get Your Torch, Annie

as we travel thru night,

you and I

different worlds

strangers to meaning

“light by light”

we go

towards an outsiders world

where words fail

and death is the only success

yours, not mine

as mine will surely be

one more failure

the last, or not

but not a line

to be remembered

by all

even old white men

that you would not

have given a damn about

yet I recall

the night

going over

light by light.