This being Pseudopod, I was waiting for horrible and out-of-proportion cosmic vengeance for his trespass early in the story. I was pleasantly surprised to see some character growth instead; it's nice when horror can avoid the somewhat rigid trappings of the genre. I find it interesting that, despite being the least specifically defined of the "genre" literature categories, horror can end up the most stiff and formulaic of all of them.
I don't have much to say about the story. It was pretty good. I know that's like the worst thing in the world to hear, but I neither disliked it nor was floored by it. A solid listen that entertained me while it was there. Decently above average.
The title, however, left me disappointed. I saw it in my podcast list and was like, "Ooh, will it be a pun on the old meaning of 'lights,' i.e. 'umbles and sweetbreads? That would be amusing.' Then it turned out to be actual lights and I went, "Oh. Well, okay." Then I pined for viscera puns.