Pixellate

I lose my connections easily.
Thoughts. Relationships.  They pixellate
Without warning.  Some soft quality
Peace ebbs swiftly out of me.
Another washes in.  But that's hard to equate.

Pinprick lamps and minute memories glow
Beyond the sudden point where power
Is pinched off.  Dots of red and yellow
Lights go out with a small and slow
Lag.  It takes me time to darken things, or to make them flower.