What is this place?
Where did it come from?
Is this my life after?
Or another fraction in my head?
There lay remnants beneath me
Blank designs and no artist
Artifacts of a creator
They are mine alone
Blessed at the summit
I'm no man, profligate
They're moved by my presence
And they bow at my feet
The room I am in
Unusual and silent
Reflections lay here
Before me
I create matter
I draw the stories
I am no, shepherd
But they're my sheep
And they all beg
Before me
They're fragments
Of memories
There lay remnants beneath me
Blank designs and no artist
Artifacts of a creator
They are mine alone
I am there god
I am their lord, their master
I'll erase the circle
Until I wake again