Things


I am flying, I smile, with wind in my hair
another out of body experience
I watch from my slivery wraith
as my body detaches and
flies off effortlessly

My body falls faster and faster
into a spatial abyss of nothingness
only my fears lie below
as detriments: sharp peaks, depthless oceans, erupting volcanoes
What would my impediment end in?

I shut my eyes, gaining momentum
as the visceral peaks, my fear manifests
grow closer like a primordial phantom
I need to merge with my body
if it should expire in dream state
it will be dire, lost soulless forever

The Things that hurt my back
black scars melded since birth
breaks out in unison like the
burst of a million irradiate Stars
I missed the peaks by an inch of my hair

I stare at this adventure, so unlike last nights
the vision of the car accident I conjure
my slivery wraith dissipates my body
upon impact, I move like an elemental
to feel my daughters’ breathe
No! They were both crushed to death
My phone blares, as I take note of the date

The endless blue of serenity stretches it's
self in watery welcome with the noisy sea gulls
competing for airspace upon my arrival
the distress of the previous vision long forgotten,
as the reflection on the ocean surface is
of my majestic, incredible wings

I awake as bait to the blaring alarm
sunlight warming my damp torso
to the alarm I glare and the date I note
at home you both will stay
it happened just as I dreamt
in front of the Holy Trinity Church
with the backseat crushed upon impact
rushed to hospital, only to be released
for minor childhood bruises on my back

Two breathe intact, till this day.

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Dreams: Recurring dream of flying and falling fast...until I learnt to re-engineer my dreams or use better my wings.