The colors of the world is bursting at the seams.
The colors of the world exploded all at once.
So many, so many.
Images and color and color and images,
Wedged behind my eyelids, stuck in my mind.
Won't move, won't budge, won't unstick.
So bright, so colorful, so many wonderful.
They've escaped my mind, they've escaped the world.
Is a retribution at hand?
A revolt, a rebellion? An army? A battle? A war?
Color and images and images and color.
Are there no revelations? Will there be even one?
They're out and about, and roaming this world.
They've escaped the world and our minds and our reality and I know we know we all know they've gone and run out and drained us and escaped us.