she never played the part
of the happy girl
there’s no depth in that
she’d explain

living by the moon
and what is felt
not seen
and most importantly
the mood

and no one
understands
how could anyone 
understand

her
the creature from the blackened room

i found the creature’s smile
in my box this year
many human friends
she explains

living by the sun
and what is seen 
not felt
and not to fall into
that mood

and someone
understands
now someone
understands

but in some room
darkened by a cloud
of it’s own design
a creature sits in depth

understanding every word
she ever said
but a thousand words too late
 and a million miles away

and no one
understands
how could anyone 
understand

the creature from the blackened room
we are 
creatures from blackened rooms