Cassandra Sighs " a short moment "

[CASPER]

Gazing across the dim cast east lawn'
Cassandra sighs..

Dull gray clouds had stolen all but her vaguest sense of time.
She absently reminds herself
" It must be less than an hour past noon "
After all she was alone in the Psych-Lab.
This must be her free period...

Any other day this quiet refuge
would have been bathed in a warm comforting glow..

But today she sits in an unfamiliar gloom.
Cold October rain pastes wind blow leaves onto the campus windows.

Cassandras large dark eyes
sparkle with the liquid movement of defused light
&
invoking shadow..

Reds, yellows
&
varied shades of brown
dance with quick silvered gray trails of Autumn rain..

patterns take shape
&
forms are lent to motion
as Cassandra's carried away by creatures of the id..