A single mystic hieroglyph

On the cave wall,

When I try to look at it,

It moves.

Finally I stare the other way.

I watch it from the corner of my eye,

And keep it in mind.

I see it first in eye popping chartreuse,

Then it flickers blood-hot fuchsia,

Now it fades, and I stand in darkness,

But still, I keep it in mind.

-jenn