Wednesday, October 16, 2013

an old dream

in a train across the water I met two men who recognized me for my work.  The boat sank, we all survived.  They were out to get me.  To steal gold.  To buy out the last portion of evil.  He said meet me back here after 9pm.  On the toppest top of the building.  You'll know which one.  Take the elevator.

I did.  Purple dress, red lips.  Greeted by a man, he was my grandfather's closest friend.  He gave me some check, a bear printed on them.  The one from my childhood blanket.

He said you've felt alone, but we've been watching you.  The world isn't' safe for souls like yours. You'll have to fight.  But don't let them see you.

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