hide and seek. who and what. who is hiding? what am i seeking? i feel lost in a sweeping black drape. scents and memories tumble over under the weight of the dragging chain. tumbling across the floor rolling over and over like stones in the sand brushed over by waves. hide and seek. waves and sand. back and forth they chase each other. like children that never grow old or tire of the game. waves running back into hiding. its their ocean. bits of sand lost in the chase. slowly seeking and disappearing. a stupid game. people running back and forth never tiring. i must believe there's more above us and below. this vicious cycle cant be it. time will fade away, turn its back, disappear. the cycle will die. leaving us hiding. but who is seeking?