Woke up
To an electric room
My bed and me
The paintings too
We all sat in a light bulb
Like a transparent fabric
Spread evenly through out the room
reflecting the sun
My brain lost its rthyms last week
Somehow changing from one side to the other side of the world
Was too much
Never used to be
My eyes too
They can't see
everything is blurry
The beginning of the next
Eleven years begins
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