Blurry is my middle name.

Blurry is what I see
in front of me,
numbers and decibels and
skyscrapers falling down...
whole timelines crumbling

and I watch it happen,
motionless.

Don't ask me to prove anything.
Don't ask me to retrace my steps
or tell you the correct date.

Just let me be.

Let me fade,
fade blissfully away.