The dreams came suddenly,
leaching into fried brain cavities.
Visions of nightmare worlds
enflamed in agony, groaning millions
blistering in the scorched earth heat.
Then there were the beings...
The beings that seeped
out of every shadow.
From every crack
in every pavement.
We dreamt in slow motion,
horror on the horizon,
the boiling of oceans,
creatures arising
from underneath our feet.
A towering inferno
burned fiercely in the heat,
there was nowhere to go.
Our fate
was to be tied to the seat
watching this bad tide
wash away life
in a single heartbeat.
These dreams
infected everyone,
old and young,
rich or poor,
weak or strong.
The only people
that didn't fall
were the deaf.
Strangely they
just carried on.
The visions when we sleep
were starting to come out
in daydreams not just
in the midnight heat.
Hallucinations mingled
with people in the street,
as agonised screams came
from every corner of our beat.
Dreamed in slow motion,
the static of the universe
crackled all over us.
Dust particles
like tiny fragments of glass.
The hum
had given
the word.
Now the end
will come to pass.
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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