in a dream: i am sitting on a big poofy chair by myself.
dividing lines of something powdery.
I'm surrounded by people watching. it's fairly loud.
i snort a line. a few people vanish.
poof. just outta thin air they're gone.
everyone else didn't seem to notice.
i snort another line. more gone.
at this point i wasn't thinking strait.
my brain felt like a carpet being dusted and flapped about.
i snort another line. the dust is kicking itself back in.
more people gone.
there's a few more lines left. a few more kids left.
at this point they're off standing by the corner talking about things.
i don't even know if they know I'm here at this point.
i don't even know if I'm really here at this point.
but i don't want to stop now.
i snort one more line. i can't even reason with myself.
more people gone. i think. it looks like there's a few left.
i could be seeing double and placing new faces on each one.
i can't think at this point. i feel too disoriented.
the others don't even notice me i think.
I'm tired. I'm crashing. this all lasted too quick.
shit.
in a dream: i was wandering around in a nuclear wasteland.
she was sitting on a hill where the grass glowed fluorescent green.
it all looked a bit crazy. on top of the hill she was staring out.
a puke green ocean of waste and rot drifted around like it was meant to be there.
she seemed nervous or scared of something. she started talking about things but the ocean muffled her out.
i think she was apologizing for how it all turned out. i didn't see why this mattered.
the world was just a waste pile anyways. things like this just didn't seem that important anymore.
she kept apologizing. it made me feel like shit. she didn't do anything wrong.
i told her i loved her and that i will be around if she needs me to be.
but other than that. i don't give a fuck at all. i give her a hug. she seems like shes in shock.
a world died so fast around us. we survived. and here she was apologizing for things that happened ages ago.
i sighed myself quiet. she gave me a faint smile. next panel please.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
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