What Does The Cat Purr In Your Ear?

 

Your Reveries

 

 

 

 

The gust of wind stormed our world,

He threw Lucy up into the air,

It treated her like a bundle,

With affectionate disrespect,

Lucy I knew became a rag doll,

I wanted to shout,

I was petrified,

Gagged with despair and stupor,

I didn’t believe she was hit by a car,

The moment she stepped into the road,

The right of way failed,

Brakes didn’t work,

Except for me nobody saw,

The minus one dwellers continued to have a safe journey,

I clutched at the edge of the seat,

The heavy wind breath walked all over the body,

My every cell felt an invisible threat,

In the war between two singular worlds,

It posed lethal danger,

The collision between ours and theirs,

A policeman paid me a visit,

Showing me a picture of a beautiful dead girl,

‘Sir, do you recognize her?’

It reminded me of my fear,

‘Surely I recognize her,

Before it happened, she read a book

While I was lazily hitting on her’,

‘It had been in her pocket,

No papers,

Nobody claims,

No identification,

She wasn’t reported missing,

Nobody’s daughter I guess’,

I thought ‘It’s macabre and funny,

Lucy had many suitors,

When she was still alive,

In the morgue for the first time,

She is unclaimed and really lonely,

With one puff of wind everything changed,

‘Officer, she read a book’,

The book doesn’t help us’,

It’s the irony of life,

My thoughts were little people,

They danced to the sounds of random tunes,

They trembled,

They feared rudeness,

They knew nothing about my life,

Naughty, silly they ran to the sunset,

They died after they lost a yellow spot in the sky,

However I could resurrect him,

With my whisper,

With one curse I addressed to a brand new day,

They ran,

I had to run after them,

If I wanted to stay alive.