Blur

The shutter opens but never closes
I am lost, waylaid, in light trails
Endless moments, overlaid and burned across
A melee of scattered braille.

This image is a night-terror transforming
Without the hope of morning
My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.

Why does this keep happening?
I try to close my eyes but I can't blink
And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into one.

Hieroglyphic, indecipherable, opaque the meaning escapes me
Dry and lidless, are my eyes
Asleep, awake reading the slurred debris.

This image is a night-terror transforming
Without the hope of morning
My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.

Why does this keep happening?
I try to close my eyes but I can't blink
And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into.

Why does this keep happening?
I try to close my eyes but I can't blink
And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into one.