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.