It seems the type of interaction the narrator has with the darkness is an avoidance of it. She (I'm assuming it is a she) isn't in complete darkness because the moon is shining through the window, she doesn't reply to the ink-colored seals, and she's on the edge of darkness. Also, the last line, "Night rests like a ball of fur on my tongue," seems to imply that she hasn't accepted it yet - something is on the edge of your tongue before you eat it. In light of the poem being about adolescence, I would come to the conclusion that the darkness is adulthood (darkness perhaps because it is unknown and intimidating). She's afraid of growing up and becoming an adult so she shies away from it. The thing is, however, that she cannot avoid it. The seals will come back.
~Scribbles
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