(hello again. Day three is a moment of reflection from Andy but what is going on? Keep reading (: )

III

Split in an imaginary mirror

photographed in front of the action

I opened my eyes open
remembering again

everything that had gone before

from the shooter at the station

to the terrible crash

The rat king

Michelle

Squeezed through policed queues

in my memories

then you called 'Andy'

and everything dissolved

riding into the distance
like a half forgotten nightmare.