The tendrils of my hair illuminate beneath the amber glow.
Bathing.
It must be the one.
The last remaining streetlight to have withstood the test of time.
The last yet to be replaced by the sickening blue green of the future.
I bathe. Calm; breathing air of the present but living in the past.
The light flickers.
I flicker back.
YOU ARE READING
All Poems (DDLC)
FanfictionThis is a story of all The poetry presented in the game Doki Doki Literature Club. (Spoilers and Trigger Warning)
