Hurtling through space and time,
but these thoughts not worth a dime,
just geometric shapes in a black and white,
but this jumble is quite a sight.

Running running, can't stop running,
something behind me just keeps coming,
so I run the parkour course with it's twists and turns,
looking for the resting spot as my muscles burn.

Jumping and climbing all the time,
from each shape and each line,
circumferences of the circle made,
leaping to the free floating Ray.

Now up the ramp of a triangle,
vaulting to the rectangle,
sprinting toward a massive gap,
now flipping and flying some arm swing *****.

Landing on the squares edge with a tumbled roll,
on the move once again, surprised that I'm still whole,
but the danger still lurks behind,. so onward I roam,
suddenly a dark barks and I wake in my bed at home.