Light cuts across the room, through the window screen,
it penetrates the thick shadow, rending the invisible
and beyond repair, lending the space
an air of animation, spark and flair.
In the blink of an eye what
was once a why is now
a when,
a who,
a how and where,
and I, I am nowhere to be seen,
I have split into a thousand visions,
a thousand little dreams and daymares,
rendering the field of vision ROY G. BIV
and the story richer, brighter and complete.