A DREAM

(Is this the surfacing of repressed anger? or just my fear of accepting the theory of continental drift?)

               

        (Having fallen asleep on top of an electric blanket)


            Well, no one really got the joke
                at first.
            As lawns burnt brown,
            as birds fell from the sky,
            as winds blew hotter,
                children cried of thirst.
            We lied to them,
                but they knew we would die.
            Then trees went up like matches,
            rivers shrank,
            the cities crumbled. 
            Shaking grew too much to stand. 
            The day was night. 
            The geysers stank.
       
            By then the ground
                became too hot to touch.
             "We're moving!"
                someone yelled. 
            Then each gut felt that tugging sense
                as bumper cars collide.
            Just so, the earth,
                undone at every welt,
                        abandoned us
                            on molten seas to glide.
            The joke? 
                Who first perceived
                    amid our screams
            the world
                had come apart, right at the seams?



   

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[InsanityWriter]

Very interesting, I love the imagery! :)