Statements.

You wake up.
You open your eyes.
Close them.
Open.
Wake up…
wake…
up.

In the middle of a room.
You lie.
There is nothing else.
But a bed.
You lie….
lie.

Sheets.
Blood red.
Sheets of blood.
Red.
And a lie.
Your lie.

You turn your head.
Turn ahead.
Turn it back.
The clock.
The hands, the minutes, the hours.
Back to the beginning.
Maybe it was the end.
The end?
What happened in the end?

You do not remember.
Cannot?
Do not. Will not.
Should not.
He had no eyes.
No eyes, no wandering
Eyes. None.
But he could see.
And you could not.
Would not?
Did not.

Blood.
Sheets.
Red color.
Black setting.
White dreaming.
And motionless.
In bed. Sheets.
Blood red.

Broken.
Broken mirror, broken clock.
Broken, but dead.
No.
Not dead.
Not dead not there not here not me not you not him not him not her not him not dead
Not here not me never me never us never us never this never us never dead.
Alive.

Open eyes.
Wake. Wake up.
Don’t.
Go back. Fall back. Lay back. Stay back.
Away stay away. Far away.
Open. Close. Open. Wide, open wide.
But not us. Not we not me not you nor us.

You blink.
Rapidly.
To make things clear, no broken mirror
But yes, jagged edges. In your eyes.
In his eyes, broken mirror.
So close your eyes.
Close, close again.
Open?
Do not could not should not….
Will not.
You close your eyes.
Close.
Your eyes.
You close.