Poem – “Waiting For Reality”

Waiting For Reality

Fluorescent blue
Burning needles behind my eyes
An antiseptic haven
Waiting for reality to roll into motion
Shed its layer of calm like a lie
The pinnacle of the hour
Is the hour that holds itself still
Melting without moving,
Flying by and going nowhere
Fluorescents buzzing
With all other sound held captive

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