Dorsal light response.
A moth under fluorescence at 5am.
We share it as I work.
I wonder if they hate their job too.
Circling wildly, trying to keep level.
They do not know this fixture is not the sun.
They do not see their chaos.
We do not know which way is up.
No matter how much our bodies batter bulbs.
You're taught to love the light.
-h.c
(07/09/26)