i couldn't sleep at all last night .. i think it was the premonition .. the dream that foretold .. the reason why .. i lay thinking myself to sleep .. i wake up .. in the middle of the night .. or early in the morning for my case .. because once again the mind is congested ..
the wind bullies a plastic bag into floating from one spot to another .. it lands at the feet of a child .. he giggles .. giddy with astonishment .. and goes off thinking of all the possible places the bag started its journey .. it escapes his sticky hands .. an strong updraft lifts it high .. higher .. it lodges in a wedge on the wall on the fourth floor .. between the two panes of glass separating the balcony from the interior of the flat .. on the other side of the panes .. a single ray of light escapes the tight confines of the drapes .. through that single crack it pierces the darkness .. the millions of dust particles dancing .. in constant motion .. the magnificence of nature's fireworks .. the pinpoint of light .. glints of her nails .. it bothers her .. and she draws her legs into the covers .. wiggles for warmth .. the soft breaths slowly forming dew patches on the hairs on my chest .. the stirring wakes me .. i look down .. at my chest .. try to minimize the movement accompanied with breathing .. and i find her there .. i fasten the curtain of hair that covered her eyes behind her ear .. and i smile .. the ferocity of the red hair beckoning memories of tigresses .. and i light my cigarette .. and puff contentedly .. blowing smoke rings .. her eyelids flutter .. once .. twice .. the smoke tugs her into concioussness .. she grins .. looks at my cigarette and says .. is that ours ??
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