a tiled floor pattern
Sepulcher gray
concentric squares
marbely flowers
and jumbled conics
Repeating
and
repeating
Closing eyes
anticipation
knowing darkness
a placid moment
and now
there's a wall
surrounding me.
I can't get out
but I can breathe
I can move
I can imagine
amorphous figures forming around
me
A yellow alligator in a tophat melts
and
forms into my father
(oddly)
Eyelids open.
Observing silently –a tiled floor pattern
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