2ND ISSUE LITERATURE

The Lights are on, but no one’s home

The Lights are on, but no one’s home
David Estringel

the lights are on, but no one’s home,

these glimmered eyes, lamps left on long ago.

dimmed to dreams of a new life to come,

the lights are on but no one’s home.

damn these thoughts in their deafening sum!

this longing is all I know.

the lights are on but no one’s home,

these glimmered eyes, lamps left on long ago.

Previously published at Setu Bilingual Journal .