Julia

ISNISN Posts: 1,700
edited August 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
my baby and I were staying in a house
run by the grandparents....
Julia cooked up a storm and
gave everyone heaps of macaroni
but she told me to get some of
the dregs from the sink
and then I looked on her plate
and she had heaps of it
and a steak
Michael was not defending me....
the baby was anxious....
we were all fighting
and then everyone said that a sudden downpour
was causing rain to pour into this
unfamiliar house....
people outside started panicking
like war of the worlds....
and I opened the front door
after everyone except Torin and I
had left....
and people were being mesmerized
by multiple rainbows....
I grabbed Torin
and sheltered his eyes from
the reddish brightness.....
we weren't touched by it,
in the house....
eyes closed.....
my baby's family came back in
and shouted 'we're rich'......
and I tried to figure out why
at first I thought me and
the baby were going to be
transported to heaven,
but it turns out
the apparition was the
gold at the end of the rainbow....
we're going to France they said
and they all left....
next thing I got a bird's eye view
of people walking over land to France
like ants.....
and the view got close-up
with the left behind people
standing in awe.....
I said to myself,
they've been told where the gold is....
if I had to choose between gold and God for my baby,
we're going with God....
and they all migrated to get rich
and left us in peace

(a dream yesterday afternoon)
....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
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