A Bigger Pond

This poem was written early in 2021, shortly after I moved to Wellington and was living on my own for the first time.

All I can see is light

through a stained glass skyline;

Fluorescent buildings reaching for the stars,

beckoning for me to join them.

And as I walk the neon streets,

reds and blues and greens and pinks blend together,

blinding me.

A 24-hour night 

brighter than the day.

The rainbows dancing off the windows

enthrall me; take over my mind.

The luminance of my new world

lures me in and I let it.

For I am like a fish from the shallows

swimming deeper than ever before.

But beneath the glow

of the stained glass skyline

are cracks and shards.

Tense and waiting for a fish like me

to swim close enough

for the glass

to take

a bite.