Eyes of fire peering across the unawakened body.
reaching for the bright green light, stretching she grabs and tugs on the wire.

BANG

In the midnight light she tries again, leaning across, her heart of a clock against the one of a stone.
scraping the tip of her finger along the cold plastic she drags it across the sleeping beauty neither tossing or turning she is Un-surd.

opening the lid it glows, she sees a star of a familiar face!




what is it?