wake up

the soft, muffled sounds from down
stairs, my door is closed. i can
hear it gently, indecipherable.

tapping on the window - it is 3:33am.
the rain is apologising, singing a soft
'hello!' as it patters down.

obnoxious blaring from the street. my
feet are dangling over the edge, my
eyes are squinted until all i see are blurs.

sometimes the shadows move just a
bit wrong
but that's okay.

sometimes the sounds are off - shifted just a
bit to the left
stuff lags, it's normal.

sometimes the movements are just a
bit too robotic -
fix it in the next patch test.

everything tinged with the softest blur of
light, my actions don't mean anything.
lucidly staring, waiting for the cracks

where i can pull, bruise, bleed, fight,
cry my way out. find where the lighting
is fluorescent, blue, burning,

buzzing - i am still waiting to
wake up.