Floating in suspension
above a tile matrix.
Somewhere in that matrix
there is a consistency--
a ratio of blue tiles
to white tiles.

Blue,
blue,
blue,
blue,
WHITE.
...white?

Was it white?

Startled by a barrier
the ratio has been
blurred.

Somehow losing track of
the one thing that matters,
brings back the
real
goal.

Caught up in minutiae,
trapped in a cerulean mass...
no time has elapsed,
but time has passed.