Tumultuous darkness surrounds me. It laps around my resting body, standing, Poised to take whatever step found easy. Eyes closed. The sensation of the darkness around me, It's silence and it's clenching emptiness Swirling at the chance of stealing another Position to act as stimuli.
The sensation across my skin muddles my thoughts. I am who I am. Eyes closed, Mind swirling. Reckless in my environment, I step, With the grounds shifting, I step, Darkness unceasing; I step.
If a door passes by, I open it. If a hand reaches out, I pull it. If ground stops shifting, I look down at it... Whether or not the darkness eases, Unceasingly, Step