Poem, 04 R1

The Beginning of Sandy

Continuous movement across the keys

changes the white area into

a cultivated field of black texts

The unfazed eyes remain still and long while

reflecting the white square against the black pupils.

The uncertain feeling decreases

as the scroll reach the bottom.

Without warnings, feeling began to escalate with

the light projections began to flicker

as if it was a feature of the performance.

Electronic sentry, chirping and tweeting, erodes as if

it was devoid of necessaries.

Fanatical movement of seeking for active source

ended in futile attempt as the only illumination

comes across the street.

Projection, white and illuminated with black stripes,

was now dark with devoid of activity and

lack of order as if a flood have engulfed.