city lights rushing by: bright
but blurred.
the heavy, humid air makes it hard to breathe.
dark smoke turns light grey,
burning water and butterfly pills
in every color.

and everything is turning
around and around,
restlessly and never ending,
i can feel the colors
and i can smell your fear.

being in this dream,
it's like i can touch you
and not hurt you this time.
we can't live on in this dream forever
but the feeling stays.
i hold mine in my hands
like an atom bomb.

and some day, it will take another life.