Dream

A week of rain, reflections drizzled upon road and pavement watercoloured tides passing beneath claustrophobic clouds and shrinking horizons...the city swift, a series of augenblicks stuttering cinematic images, a sequence of unspoken tales in untranslated symbols painted upon an out of focus lens, abstractions upon an untempered canvas punctuated by umbrellas rushing between shelters...

And here we dream again of other places, mechanical rhythm transformed into watersound, concrete into landscapes of hills and trees, traffic lights the flutter of sun between clouds rippled upon waters rushed or still as we, from our sanctuary, form other imaginary landscapes, redraw illusions in altered form and shelter from the sacrificial now...