Small Reaction

We live in a dimensionless age
where creation can spread itself
across the eye, oranges can impose,
particulates can sway, a dream
upheld in an unseen splotch.
But no mind comes of it.
Something stands there, fixed
to itself, as hues battle and chew
themselves, holes blossom,
spewing some violet innards
until darkness shapes.
A small circle, growing, reaching
with its impetuous hand,
fingering for a new glow
but the darkness whimpers
and closes out this dimension,
receiving and receding.

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Written in response to Reena’s Exploration Challenge #141. Basically the challenge was to watch this cool video and then write whatever came to mind afterwards.