WHILE OF UNSOUND MIND

Why don’t you look over?
Your eyes
Lit by blue fire
From somewhere
Other than here

My whole life
Glued to
My hand
And you too
You have a new memory

My dad carrying me back to bed
I fell asleep
The blue light in the room
Replaced real memory

What do I do
When the place I escaped to
Becomes all that’s left
Of memory