for the slightest fraction of a second, the paths are revealed. congealed across the underside of my eyelids. forming in the darkness. spreading across the ceiling. i see the orbital paths. the closed circuit wiring of my halo. orbital around my broken head.
the shining path of broken glass and the debris of dreams. i am the sum total of all i seem. i am in the orbit of dislocation. decaying into the whirlpool of sleepless sleep. slowly rotating. dislocating. losing my grip again. i drift without direction. i calculate without making correction.
the noise. the white light static. such seduction. such pleasure. i smile an orbital smile and drift. slowly swimming the lunacy that is me. the paths shimmer. the stars sparkle and dazzle and glimmer. i am going home.