- in the dark: when all we have is shadows - this is escapism from the way your eyes might look contained by light’s emergence from a bathroom door somewhere a mellow-yellowy scatter to be oh so very fond of can you believe that this is the first time i thought of you without the light of day moving through the shades? i scare myself into thinking that this is too good of any one thing to be true this is the barest i’ve ever been will i break or bend, lose or win?