wama

31.02.08

first you saw a bomb and then you decided no it is a tree growing up and up. It’s coming from below not above. A land mine maybe. No you insist a tree. A signpost. A geyser. What’s a geyser doing in the middle of the city? But really you want it to be anything but a bomb dropping down from the sky. Anything but the burst of light and the earth moving beneath it’s thrust and the people running. The animals stand still. This is why you can say it’s a tree a signpost a geyser. The animals do not move. The stand waiting. Frozen. And the sky is crying and the thunderclouds are too late to slow it down.

And in the background, in the back of you mind, an entire section of the dream blacks out. There are hints :: a man playing a long long horn, waves rolling up a mountain like flames but they are water, and a cupola with small windows that then looks like a giant acorn blocking out the sun. and a damsel in distress on a mesa -- but she is far from the ground and nothing will really hurt her so you disregard her, look past her and keep wishing you are wrong about what you see before you. As you watch the sky’s tears stream down.

posted by la kara @ 06:07