the light collapsed.
and i wasn't dreaming.
this time i watched the dark
like an animal
from a hiding place.
it was unaware of my eyes following it's every move.
it was unaware of it's own descent.
it was unaware of my hunger.
as unaware as i have been.
it became truth as i could no longer see my own grip
it became truth as i found it's shapeless figure
to be my own.
it became me
as i became a man drowned in it.