White Flickers




Epileptic response as the white flickers

Across the closed curtains of the backside of my eyelids

A scrolling, flashing as words whisper inside the echo chambers of ear dums

Percussionist, typist remain unseen - an invisible invader behind the scenes

Messages implicating direct action required, instructions missing

An internal dialogue, an external presence - mixture of forbidden

The petting and stroking to tame a monsterous beast

Critical thinking, analytical thought, abstract approach to the unknown

Uncertain if this is an ally, stranger, or friend

Is it the self? The truth evergreen, a seasonless thing

It lullabies me to sleep with the loudest of bass, and the brashest of clashes.