A pulse, a throb, a steady twist
from dark to light.
Has changed the feel of motion
in the room.
It felt like spinning, whirling,
it felt like time stood still.
Trying to catch each image
before the light went out again.
Seeing, blind, seeing, blind, seeing
stringing images together on a thread.
No time to stop, no time to think, no time
absorbing it all with every pulsing beat.
Forward or backward, no way to truly tell
the motion simply confuses time and space.
Perspective and perception constantly changing
in the dark and the light and back into the dark.
Confusion at its peak, senses firing
tingling, spinning, whirling once again.
The frenzy, like an explosion and suddenly time stops
a sudden flash and shadows disappear.
Almost blinding everything is exposed
standing in the harsh, stark, cold.
The rhythm gone, the pulse now quiet
fluid movement has suddenly, violently ceased.
Eyes cannot refract this sudden glare
that shines directly into, upon, and around.
There is no subtle nuance left in the room
nothing soft, nothing warm, nothing there.