Monday, January 26, 2009

Poem by Kristi Bojdani

The Day That…

I see lights,
Steam coming from the ground,
Scary figures dancing to a song,
And me standing in the middle of an empty room.

I see a house burning
And the rain falling.
Madness in the dark.

I smell ashes,
Temperature increasing,
Leaves fighting with the wind.
Grayness embraces the dirty sky.

A green hand grabs my neck
It doesn’t allow me to move
My eyes slowly close, my existence fades.
The night came too soon.
The mesmerizing eternal dream
Has found me.

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