InsaneJournal

Current mood:

tired

Dreaming of Elephants
I dream of elephants -pink, white and gray rising like balloons over the city. Their ears spread wide and when they receive the radio signal, they launch their bombs. They level Eiffel's tower, bring people rushing in a panicked wave out into the streets, cause buildings to crumble. We are at the window, watching it happen - you start to laugh, but I tell you we should have a moment of silence for the city. After the moment, we laugh together - for it is all, in fact, quite absurd. We are together, alive, amazed to be so in all this improbable destruction - my hand at the swell of your back, your head resting against my shoulder.


I woke alone before morning, the city still sleeping in darkness - with you, where?

Which shadow contains you?