Spinning Lights
Last night I walked into an empty intersection, the lights changed from red to green, and from walk to stop. But no one was around to see it. I lay in the very middle daring a car to come speeding at me, to crush my bones and flesh. I sprung up,frightened by the thought. I spun around, the colors blurred into a beautiful and dizzying spiral. My head felt wonderfully empty, as I spun faster my world fell alway, my soul felt cleansed and pure. I spun slower, the colors solidifying into separate shapes, like a drug wearing off. I stumbled a few steps and then ran. I ran up the yellow line cutting the grey in half. Ran like the wind, from all the shit those fuckers throw at you. I ran faster then the fastest speeding car, eating up the grey, tearing into the yellow. I felt my spirit leave my body, and soar, flying over the world, looking in lovers windows. Content for the moment,their world at peace, their souls floating up to meet me, they joined hands, and invited me to grasp their long shimmering fingers. I reach for a hand, only to find it my lover's, his soul smiles at me. We fly over fields and farmyards, scattered trees are peppercorns of black. Sprinkling the land with detailed dots. The fields long strips of forgotten, stretching into infinity. I look around, the souls have vanished, the fields faded. I open my eyes; I am safe in my lover's arms, held fast to this world by him. If let go I would spring free, and shoot off, to roam a lost soul, searching for a hidden body.
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