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so this is how my dream went, right?
night-
mares over and over
scare me from sleeping to frantic weeping
again and again and I can't get out
of this dream,
right?
I keep opening my eyes
to my surprise
and startle.
still stirring in the air,
thrumming hum in this city
I know it was just a
War of the Worlds snippit
I heard the other day while I was alive-
I was alive,
right?
no time to think now no room to even breathe in soon
you're awake now get up get out
apocalypse NOW!
the apocalypse is going down right NOW!
the sky is falling! too fucking late the sky
fell an hour ago now you gotta get up and Go Go GO! no time to think wait,
look out your peephole first you asshole
dont just burst through your door
you don't know what's on the other side-
that's what peepholes are for!
lock the door first you dont know
what's on the other side racin to get in-
now look is it clear?
can you make it down the hall?
fuckin fisheye...
I dunno,
sure, fine, nothin different i guess-
looks passable
looks graspable is it within your-
can't even get a grasp on my now
how could I know what I can survive?
but I know NO TIME, unlock I ran to dive
down the stairs as quick as I can
fly down the next flight as fast as I can
make it through the foyer and on to the side...-
wake up.
eyes flack open wide to white ceiling.
again the hum.
again the eye-of-the-storm calm hanging thick ambivilent
in the air of a sky that fell an hour ago I know
this.
I know this,
right?
didn't I already survive this apocolypse
happening now?
no.
no time to think no,
time flies. you wanna survive or
what?
what's that your fish eyes tellin you?
a fuckin zombie corpsin' down your hall to maw at your door?
fuck that_
I can outrun a zombie.
I don't know what's happinin on the street,
but I can outrun a fuckin zombie
with its dislocated arm and sickly green skin
sores dripping red death and the lurching, inhalled
"rrRRAAWWwww" I hear as I'm already rounded the corner
down and rounding stairs and down then out the foyer doors
I know now-
the blackened fire falling
raining darkness when I look up
above these burning buildings everywhere-
eyes open again with a gasping white ceiling.
still
same hum-drumming.
I KNOW this is
a dream,
right?
but it's all so vivid-
I can taste the thick ambivilence
no, this is not a dream right NOW!-
same fisheye prediction
zombie invasion of some sort or
something oh God what's happening?
oh God what the hell-on-earth-
don't go out the front.
this thing won't let you see everything
the city already knows
don't just go out the front again-
fire escape just left outside
my doorway opening.
flipping the latch I'm
winding down this unfamiliar ecsaping the fire-
down to paved ground now I somehow made it,
then somehow made it-
somehow made it away
from looking up to see fire,
some wheat field now somehow
with a brown dirt path trodden-
blue skies and white clouds
ahead, not just up but somehow sky ahead-
horizon
barefoot running toward
on earthen dirt-trodden path
with wheat breezing by on eitherside just running fast and free running away
running and running, barefoot, running and-
waking up.
right?