P a s s i n g . . .
Listless silence
Thoughts so far removed that
Dreams can never reach them
Just residue, a fragrance
Clinging to darkness
A distant spark!
Panic ignited streaks flash madly through slumber
Chaos seeking order
More flashes! Movements!
Time emerging from boundless nowhere
Senses stir, grasp for comfort, groping for patterns,
Feelings seek meaning
Cognition prickles open like pins and needles
Echoes fall down distant chambers
Confusion bursts on the din of all thing scrambling to their places
Nebulous conscious condensing
SNAP!!!
Warming
being… BEing… Now
Synapses flooding again
Waking, eyelids flutter searching for the clock
7:31
Why is it so dark out?
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