Fuzebox

by Josh Atkins

These images in my brain began to swirl and coalesce.
I could see these newly formed shapes moving about, being active...

They were alive! These were no longer the vague figments
that had existed on the periphery
They had minds of their own.
Possibly even a glimmer of understanding of what they now are.
Or of what they were.

They froze.
The fuzebox exploded.
They were gone.
No more light for my darkness.

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