When Instinct Awakes: After The Lights Poem by Joshua Legister

When Instinct Awakes: After The Lights

They said the procedure would help me see
in the dark

But darkness was never the problem

It was the shape of the hand
resting on my shoulder
long after it stopped being kind

Instinct returned quietly
not as violence
but as refusal

I noticed patterns
the pauses
the borrowed warmth

Love, once examined under surgical light,
revealed its fingerprints
everywhere it had been rearranged

When instinct awoke
I did not grow teeth

I grew distant

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem forms part of a larger psychological project titled When Instinct Awakes. Other pieces from the same world appear across different platforms sometimes as poems, sometimes as fragments, sometimes as visual work. Each stands alone, but together they trace the same questions: awareness, control, and what changes once instinct is no longer ignored. There is no required order. If something resonates, follow it. Some truths reveal themselves only when encountered more than once.
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