green dirtied the cars windows and the roads narrowed into wire, the closer they got Smiles might have have danced but memories with color always seem to want to be forgotten- RING RING snuffed out like candles on a windy stormy night lightning cracking the sky holding children captive the waves grew closer but the sound did not RING RING trees became nothing, the green vanishing along with the sun Maybe someone screamed- no! I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe! Help! beaten and unclogged it drained away Drip. Drip. Drip. but the sun burned and perhaps, the birds chirped