it's the glow that held my focus, at first, then it choked us. blue, mesmerizing blaze, and all other awareness fades. in a broken sense really, that my post looked willing. and i waited longer than I'd like to admit. to see your purpose, this became my circus. to collect, to like, to share faded parts of intent and the hope that you'd share fact and now I own the fact that I have led others here too. could be that following me their spark ups, little impacts can be seen at a distance little impacts of little deaths piling up on the ground below your bug light there's no mistaking this mistake your warm bait hides a lobster trap of an invitation.