Everything, All at Once

No color. No mercy.
Just the relentless ink of everything
faces half-remembered,
screens showing faces showing screens,
a dog with soulful eyes
asking nothing,
understanding all.
Creatures bleed into machines,
children float beside monsters,
a woman laughs into the void
while something vast and dark
looms at the top
watching,
or perhaps
just remembering.
This is memory. This is noise.
This is the mind at 3am
when it refuses to sleep
pulling every face it has ever loved,
every fear it never named,
every flickering screen
it stared into
looking for itself.
The dog alone seems at peace.
Perhaps only animals know
how to live inside the chaos
without needing it to mean something.

Object number

015.0990