Deserted by Many

Dream Notes from January 2010 Part II

II.

Sharp rocky mountains. Two worms (or caterpillars) are slowly passing the ridge before my eyes. One is flaming red and yellow, the other one white, grey and blue. Both are colossal in length. Out of nowhere, an even greater shape is clouding the sky; a giant foot descending and incidentally crushing the red worm. It is me and my older brother; we are cosmic giants wandering these mountains. The worm bleeds with a bright yellow liquid, it slowly retracts in a final death spasm, as the blue worm slightly crosses the steep mountain ridge toward the light on the other side.