lacklustre
by Poisoned Twinkles
i used to believe
that all things shone
like a multitude of fallen stars
but now
all i see
are dimming things
left with no lustre
slowly dying
with only speckled pieces of illumination
as remains
of once-great creations
dim...
dimmer...
gone?
no.
just vague, obscure
still,
those broken pieces
seem empty to me already
they, too
only wait
for the time that they
fade