Waves create circles that signify the triangles above  

They finally seperate 

From the left 

From the right 

She shoots up 

Her white light 

Indeed a sign from God 

The desperate proximity from lights 

My ideas fade and realization comes

he leaves on the floor 

Subtle 

Several 

Stepped on 

High pitched a reused , One yellow passes by and I grasp the red 

A spiral speaking upon the sky 

Now dissolving into my nails , letting go through my chest 

An exhale