the diner lights flicker and flicker beneath my eyelids, their bright lights so vivid that they seem real it’s as if i’m staring at them right now, and i can’t look away every flicker makes me twitch in my sleep, as if i’m trying to shake the lights out of my dreams, but they remain, bright and vivid and persistent i ‘ m l o s t i n a d r e a m f i l l e d w i t h l i g h t s a n d f l i c k e r s a n d n o w a y t o e s c a p e
