falling into
the eve
sinking too the sound of water
the fan turning air
waterfall of dreams

"talk too me!"
I'm mute
buried in silence
lullabyes and fairytales
I can do the voices
I clamor about the bed
but today Im
beneath the waves

the visa has run out
time for her to leave

one last story
listening to rain fall
steady
a nights drizzle
lights sparkling off
rain drops dancing
in the dark

palm across her
back
she snuggles closer
"comn' yer voice
soothes away my
sadness...don't
be sad...What can
I do too make U
happy!"

and like that
I'm back there
laying in that grass
feeling the rain
falling on my face
feeling every
heartbeat
smell the crash
hear the flames
popping off whatevers
still being eatien
up
and I hear their
voices
searching
hear the equipment
banging
the grass is so tall
Im swallowed up by
it...its like a damp
grave...
they are so close
and I dont want to
die...I want too
see my ma again
want to swim in
the lake

I dont move
I lay still
Like now

the fan gushes air
I feel her hands
move upward
to my brow
where its slick
with sweat
"yer shivering"
and I feel myself
fading in and out

before I know it
Im talking in a
slow steady voice
about something
I swore I would
never talk about

but its like being
in two places
at once
and I need too
be both people
they say things
happen for a reason
and I let it go
in the arms
of that angel

...