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