Friday, January 15, 2010

Shards (Transcription of a dream)

I am a thousand feet above the water and they spare me nothing. The shards of paper thin glass shoot through me and I scream in pain. Panic overwhelms my mind as I look for escape but the bridge is almost out of sight. I cannot count their number for their movements are terribly swift and subtle. Under cloaks they hover, the shards are the size of large icicles. Everything hurts but there is no blood. Tears run down my face and I know I am doomed. Suddenly they surround me and as I prepare for death one of them hands me a small metal shard of violet color and smooth texture. It looks like jewelry. They tell me to give it to her, and as such I must never see her again. I am confused. They speak uniformly.

"This gift we have given you shall be a promise. That she will never forget you, even in your absence, and that the pain you felt by our shards shall be removed from her heart. She will no longer feel the suffering of times past, and the void in her soul shall be filled."

I immediately understand the meaning of their words. I close my eyes and awaken in a large field. There is no moon but the light comes from the many stars stuck in the sky. I turn my head and see her approaching from a short distance. The radiance from her every pore suggests that I no longer need the stars for light. The shard grows warm in the clutches of my hand. We converge, a warm embrace, and she kisses me. I see the light of the sun peaking its face over the horizon. I imagine the light as a wave, or an explosion that approaches us with great velocity. We are quickly overtaken. The shard lays still in my hand.

I no longer know what is right.

My mind swirls in darkness, images of death laid out. I watch the truth massacred by rabid dogs. I see blood in the water, the predator found its prey. Her mother is dead, and her father is on his way. What is there left to say? I drop the shard to the ground.

I don't know what is right anymore.

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