gaslight

i asked her why

the lights were flickering.

she said.

i hadn't noticed.

when?

just now i said.

didn't you see the lights dim

then go

bright again.

no. she said.

have you been drinking.

perhaps it's all

in your head.

you're imagining things.

there they go again,

i said.

you don't see that?

no. i have no idea what

your talking about my

love,

her hand on the switch

behind her back.