|ˌpa θ əˈjenəsis|

             all the blurring lights
and streaming rays of smearing color, 
resemble the inhale - exhale, loop by loop, ascending.. 
just to repeat.
    this pause in the silent flurry -- 
those creaky automatic doors, mechanics rasping, jar open,
 and the stranger asks if i'm alright. 

                 had thine eyes been warning me? 
          // hesitate   hes\i/tate \\

      before the beat... before the green.. 
             and the pace is set again, 
structures and people, time and effort
                                in slashes of motion// 
a blink to eclipse my naiveté ::: 
::: for those quickening footsteps can't be my own?
                                           slow to listen
                    all is silent darkness. 
     where is up? 
   no time to choose.
the murky sky sighs to remind me 
that stars exist outside of your eyes..
.. and this fog moves in, 
like a spiny sea urchin through the enclaves of my senses,
      creeping...       c r e e p i n g .... 
                                         tell me, will it 
                                                    stop?