I dream of strangers dying
screamers
writhe and undulate
in ceaseless
soundless
warnings
In the morning
I pass the scene of a crash
blue lights pattern the trees
in wavering sombre colours
Officers murmur in huddles
one bending to gather up broken plastic
reflectors
another crushes a cigarette beneath
his heel
grinding and smearing it into the
road
The shattered hulks of
a v8 ford and a holden
one embracing a pole
metal and flesh
wrapped
in tangled
surrealist splashes
the other
forlorn
pressed up against
a eucalyptus
and tonight
i will sleep dreamless
2 comments:
do you have dreams that come true? I do too! Not often, but every now and then. Mostly seems to be about bad things rather than good unfortunately.
You've portrayed the phenomena well here.
Sometimes...yes, I dream events, not always bad, mostly not momentous,can be simple every day things mainly.
Weird huh?
lol
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