the glass dimension
A rainbow of dots march behind
a clear, dust-covered battlefield.
The flickers strike my pupils
like lightning in a bottle of sand.
Unable to withdraw my gaze
I fall into a drunken haze.
My eyes flutter, intoxicated
with the promise of rest for the night.
TIme does not exist behind
The shadows of the screen.
Welcome to the Glass Dimension:
Where my dreams sleep
and sleep does not dream,
only trapped within a frame.
Panic freezes my stiff cadaver while
sleepless thoughts chase my numb mind.
I feel an exhale behind my neck,
a candid reminder of isolation.
face down while the pixels prance,
like the flames of my nightmares
a motionless dance.
The Sun’s oath carries my spirit
while I yearn for light to come.
Freedom from the prison
that is this Glass Dimension.