For Jonas

Grasp for birthday candles in the junk
	drawer. Dig fingernails into white
		wax while tonguing through
architecture on the side table
	tasting for the copper
		menorah that stays out
all year. What to do in the dark
	without power: remember
		all the postcards unsent.
Keep trying
	all the light switches— 
		desperate
muscle memory. 
	Lust for hot 
		coffee. 
Pray  
	for the first time
		in a long time
about the wrong things. 
	Watch battery percentages
		shrink—
the only time that matters. 
	Feel guilty 
		for this anxiety, burning. 

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