Light fails to illuminate all that lies before it

And after it

It catches glimpse of shiny trinkets and reflective pieces

And glides right over the darker things

The shadows distort the validity of the room

The fluorescents flicker and take snap shots of what may

What may been and almost untraceable fictitious trails of what may come

It’s an unreliable source of distinction

As it may

A vision though never a taste and smell