Friday, December 15, 2006

:: flashback 1512 ::

I dreamt of screams.

I saw the sun rise orange, shone through glistening beads of salt.

Three lines i saw ; of skin and grey - shuffling in restless silence as they waited, for they had no choice.

I remembered them orange, white and red - to left and right they stood unnerving, as nothing was said.

I remembered a feeling - and played a song in my head.

I dreamt of screams.

I saw white upon grey of darkened hues - orange for penumbra on yellow, with black forming lines and blotching our memories.

I remembered them all - though i mention their names no more.

Then i knew i was floating - away and far away -

because in the end i fell, and though blissful - i knew this had to end.

I dreamt of screams.

I saw a woman look down -

I saw traces of sadness - in forms and blotches of not only black - but both also blue and in red.

She looked up for destination - and then i did see that her eyes were shot - truly red.

I remembered a song - i played in my head; in memories few - i remembered : no smiles for the darkness ahead.




I dream of screams.

spoken. at 9:18 PM