Coruscation

The darkness begins to lose its battle with the daytime.
The dawn creeps stealthily in through the gaps in the curtains
Undeterred by the growing light, we continue
Fighting the realization that this night will soon come to an end
Taking with it the pleasure of the clandestine darkness
And replacing it with the cold clarity of the day
In which we cannot hide, cannot help but to be laid bare
All of our flaws in perfect palpability
Fighting our carefully constructed dusk illusions
And the phantasmagorias of our twilight artifice

insquequo deinde
~93