The Moment

Zig zag tears, flowing up
Red lights saying yes, ignorant green
Ears watch you, upside down
"?gnimaerd uoy era"
This s not a game
Soft voice awakes
Sun up
Breathing
Orange
Gold
Long drawn out white whispers, so innocent
No clear end or beginning
No meaning, just sounds
Gliding to where i stop and think
"What si this lla for yawyna?"
Legs gone, fall to the floor
Listen for the running, ears down
Soft as sand, rough as sand paper
Eyes listen, cracking bones
Red and green, repeat
Music for dreams
A fresh hiss, nothing fake
I see you, gone, back
Hands bleed
You glimpse and turn away
I don't know, I never have
The moment
Surreal
These words I wrote