IN THE ZONE

Zone in
     you can hear a clock tick
Zone out
     wind blows away the silence
Zone in
     that’s our cat snoring
Zone out
     I’m sleepless tonight

Zone in
     nightmares & dark dreams
Zone out
     thought as a kind of magic
Zone in
      incomprehension & confusion
Zone out
     the lure of spatial boundaries

Zone in
     entanglements & contradictions
Zone out
     stories set in other times
Zone in
     colour, movement, space & line
Zone out
     the consequence of landscape

Zone in
     growing disconnection
Zone out
      ghosts at the heart of each atom
Zone in
     indistinct shapes & smells
Zone out
     ripples across a pond

   © Rupert M Loydell
      Words and Painting

[first published in CygnusX]

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