In a Dream

June 12, 2008 at 9:27 am (Uncategorized)

ONE DROP OF SWEAT trickles down my brown skin, instantly evaporating as it SILENTLY touches the ground.

That was the last of my fluids, and I‘m thirsty.

I reach into my pockets and pull them inside out. Crumbs spill. I watched as the birds flocked to what was left of my bread. I’m hungry.

I close my eyes and like hot coal my eye lids burn. A salty tear falls out of my left eye, and touches my cracked lips. I was wrong, that was the last of my fluids. I am thirsty.

I am dreaming…

And all I have to do is wake up…

 

How does one wake the self?