gaslight sisters

I see it flickering I see it not
the light is gone the gas is on
the light is on the gas is never off
the water lays on the floor
of the bathroom
while she washes
endlessly
the shame off her filthy
mind
and wishes for the gas
showers
that would save so much water.
As she faints slowly in my arms
and I drag her onto the light
the water
pushes the walls away
and there we stand
holding onto one another
naked and wet
I wonder if the world
is watching
all this gaslight