glimpse. just a little glimpse, I look for, a poem by planet p

Disclaimer I don't own A House in Darkness or any of its characters.

glittering

glitters, always

light, spilling into broad, bright rooms, through windows sills, through window panes

as water overflowing, the bathtub's edge, the dam's wall, gushing furiously along the spillway, as water rushing, to become a part of another drowning ship:

come to me, I will come to you - no, no, don't - but that is all I want, to be a part of you

the light

it glitters through daylight and darkness, cast with long shadows and dusty corners

as flames leap and golden glow is thrown

from wall to wall, without a sound

but for the sigh

of people in the night

ah, now we can see and not stumble

ah, that warm flame

i slip, into slumber, a world of dull reflections and half-blurred conversations, to the ears, tired

ever so tired

as I am, now

now, just me

are there others, too? like this?

I do not know, I cannot know

I am dragged, deeper into the unglamorous, the darkness

the lack of glitter

of any glimmering hope

the light of yours eyes

has even slipped away

from me

out of my sight

I am not looking for you

no longer

do I search for the sight of you

I am not looking

are you?

do you look for me? see me? try to reach me?

and yet, I am too far

too far to reach

though your fingers brush my skin

and bother my senses

that are sleeping, too

as I am.