Friday, August 25, 2006

Festival

Screams and polka dot dreams

Swirl quickly by

Smells violate my nose

Sounds rape my ears

And we watch and listen

To the pop pop pop

Tiny dots on a sheet of paper

Fountains of blood falling from the sky

Slap, smack, damn there is another

Are the chiggers coming?

Sweat pouring

Mouth dry

Bed beckons our bones

Moments fade

Yawns widen

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hey! I know that!

H. said...

Me too, all too well. Thanks for stopping by.