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Dear Dr. Eamer

Posted by dreamer on November 22, 2001, at 16:55:44

Not certain if I've missed my pillz hopeing this state of emergency is due to that, so much sleep.

The nightmares have returned where I'm walking on molten ground after an explosion my stumps/feet burning beyond pain.
Spitting flesh from my mouth my limbs bubbling and sticky and journalists with smiles asking questions one points out my state of undress in sexual tone I ask to be covered. Water is thrown onto my body for temporary relief.
I feel bad cause babies burn like plastic and I don't want to help.
A bird pecks the eyes of a sleeping cat. I need a ciggerette futile and stupid it sticks to the congealing blood .
I return to the scene I cannot leave I see others still standing trapped , someone shoots with a gun.
Thing is I know how the fire started but the story's been told different no one would listen to me and I don't want any more pain, telling the truth would get me killed.
A year later- a victim is proud of her skin grafts I return to the derelict charred shell and I am sure I still see people standing waiting.

I awoke crying holding out a arm for strength. I am alone all that would calm is the image of his feminine eyes. I don't know him the real him but the idea of him -us being in love.....ahhh the dreamer.

Dreamer posting to herself
The moral of this.....don't miss your efexor....that's all folks....enter smiley bunny.




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