it’s both parts of the hourglass at the same time.

it’s both parts of the hourglass at the same time.
trickling lightdust darkdust timedust moving half past,
barely touching, but touching.
the connections are electric!
they highlight up the dark.
and when the glimmer disappears,
i… cannot reach.
lights out.
gone.
but it’s both parts of the hourglass at the same time.
touching, but barely touching.
where the light goes, i go with it
immersed, attached, i bring it,
but the dark it leaves:
i am it
gloom much bigger than the glimmer…

still, i hold on to the shimmer,
dormant stars of sleeping glitter
and as loneliness intensifies,
i remember.

touching.

barely, but touching.