An Epidemic of Questions

You can only get there from here
But where is here?
An unconventional trip of memories and fears,
you can only get there from here.

Where is there and where are you?
Synchronizing time for quick follow through,
a solicited submission of yellow and blue.
I can get there, but not without you.

Why is it dark and what are those sounds?
Explore the pulse for expulsion on those grounds.
The water trickles over everything it surrounds.
And sooner or later it all comes down.

Who are you now and who am I?
Limited liabilities with a high supply,
hand prints darken cheekbones and eyes struggle to stay dry.
Who are you now and what am I?

I don't know where I'm going or for what.
Patterned dresses make illusions of fabric that is cut.
Psychedelic swirls surprise the doors that try to shut.
Where am I going and for what?