Mind’s eye
has gone blank.
Pulled the shutters.
Dank cinema,
screen stutters.
stopping abruptly.
Left in darkness.
Fear starts to flutter,
like the shadows
dancing in the dim
emergency lighting,
flickering past me.
Waiting to see
if the projector can fix the film.
All the while, thoughts start to rise,
clouding more of my mind.
Whilst sat in here
has the outside world
also disappeared?
Start to panic.
Within my mind,
an itch starts to catch.
One you can't scratch.
Just keeps twitching
like a cough that won't clear.
Why is this place empty.
I'm alone. No one else is here.
So, the fear rises
like flames licking higher and higher,
until I am consumed.
A ball of raging fire
in a pitch-black room.
Then the lights flicker,
images flitter,
jumbled up
and out of sync.
Scenes don't link.
Shots are coming in reverse,
this movie is cursed.
Speeds up, then sticks.
Getting more mixed up as time ticks.
Wracked brain. Trying to make sense
of the jumbled scenes that appear.
Have forgotten the plot,
all the characters are lost
deep in some memory blind spot,
and the movie makes no sense.
So, I play catch up,
trying to piece together
all the fragments that remain.
My mind’s eye has gone blank
but if I keep watching for long enough,
asking it questions, greasing the gears,
making it work. reboot the system.
It will restart and dispel my fears.
Thanks for reading
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