13

Upon a time when I was merely a child

I snuck out of a hotel room in Vegas

.

I remember being distraught

Tangled in a memory

Replaying and replaying

Due to this quiet room

Of my sleeping familiar persons

.

I walked

I would know my way back

I don’t remember anything that night

Except the words

Of a seemingly insane man

Ragged in his clothes

And sooted in his skin

.

I saw it

Standing

With pleasure of others guilt

Feeding and fed

From flaws of paths

Taken by fault

Cut and cheated

Punishing those

Who mock the ones

Amongst the wind

.

Just before he finishes his sentence

I am blown

Seemingly teleported

The last syllables of his tongue

Echo and distort 

Around me is seen

In only horizontal blurring streaks

Lights and hues of different frequencies

Sound heard only in rewinded decibels

And that dirtied beard

.

Jeez

.

I see it every now and then