we stopped to grab the guy that sat there writhing

an etheral and surreal sound echoing off the walls or
lack thereof. and the sun shines only on you when you
stand in the center of the string. come and follow my
friends, we'll go there. wait for you. a butterfly,
she says, but what she means is what she loves. like
that string, yeah that string. string around you.
luscious string.

will you come out?

or you are afraid and why don't you cry about it.
sometimes it's a wave and makes you laugh with a mouthful
of water. time to order lemonade for two. just me and
just you. fellow feeling and a citrus twist.

then you can hear every tingle and twinge. crisp detonation.
crackling clarity. you stand beside me. broken glass. sticky
floor. spilled all over you. hard smack, rolling back.
you are standing. right beside me. shining.

i bent down to recover and you are shining. it's coming all
through. shimmering. a glow to hold. in the sunshine.
right beside me.

it was a nice dream.