dim & dull

the shadows in mirrors linger of late

gnawing at fragmented glimmers of faces in slate

reflection's a'morphing towards shadowy blur

dimm-ed bulbs grown less bright toward a tongued, bleary slur

where shall we wander for a sharper sight

or traverse away of shadow in hunt of terse light?

i cannot say, for the ways that i look are all morphed & lit dim

grey bars my way like a cloak over sun's lit-pithy, unnumbered whims

there is One you could ask to unburden your sights so drenched in plight

you could bend on a knee to offer up that etched in your soul's hardy, alien height

but first be wary of the road taken & not
'cause all roads bare a tall toll when sought
by way of a dim & dull twilit night