[Half past 12 ...]

Instead of watching the world

Fade to black

At half past 12,

I watch my world play back to me—

Songs dance in my mind

Like conversations you can’t forget

Images paralyze my eyes

Until all I see are colours

So many colours

But so little colour

Innocent hostages

Suffocated by

violent

bright

lights

Lock me out of this rectangular cell

So, I can watch as my world

Fades to Black

Like it used to do

So Long Ago