Dreams - 2/49
My skin crawls upon my frame, slick and twitching. I shut my eyes and retch. I leave myself smeared on the road. I feel her letter, its outline etched through my jeans. She is waiting for me at the creek. I know her and I reach for a hand to hold, an anchor in the swirling chaos. I grasp for her name
but
cannot
find it!
"Lazarus!"
Light sledges my head. I shut my eyes and struggle to breathe, but waves of pain slide into my skull. I reach for her name. I reach, and feel the void. My body shivers, and in my mind I reel from the vacant hole. The dust of dreams chokes my throat. I am gripped and pulled by what I hope is not real. I need to know who I am. What is my name?
"Lazarus!"
Oh, God--
The world seeps through my eyelids. Glass shatters. Citrus cools the air and is snatched away by the stench of scorched hair. My face twitches. Trees roar with the voice of the wind.
"LAZARUS!"
That is not my name!