awake
two voices
familial in fact
our eyes open wide
to a terrain known well
traversed with friends with guides
three dimensional rocky grays and mist
the voices grow calming our frantic mind
one more mile they say until we reach out goal
tears form pain is too much but onward we climb until
eyes open flickering into an unknown world
two dimensional flat desert-like terrain
purple skies where are we who are we
a picture frame appears with a
past once known forgotten
we wheel forward pause
in the distance a
tv flickers on
it glitches
until