A continuation. An interlude.

Past unfolded and future curated.

A flashback of something that never existed.

An air of confusion and uncertainty, but optimism lingers. 

an eternity and a moment, 

Intersects, just momentarily. 

Am I awake? Or did i merely dream for a decade?

Jet black like nightmare, iridescent like a hopeful glimmer.

a glimpse of powder blue and a shimmer.

Intertwined textures, voluminous ruffles and disformed bubbles. 

Please wake me when the daydream is over.