Time stops.
Clock paused.
Faces all around made of dark concrete stone .
But yours is bright
Like a shining light.
Frames flip behind my eyes.
Do you even exist?
You ****** upon me instinctual relazation of my existence.
Don't look away.
Don't solidify into clay.
Unpause.
Clock begins to tick and tock
Like the rhyamatic nature of throwing a skipping rock.
But I am blind and can not tell time.