Dusty Amber Edged Dreams

i dreamed a dream a simple dream of dusty days all amber tinged along the edges.. my days.. our days.. silent days locked away.. days sanitized and bleached.. little stains lifted enough to allow for human consumption.. amber days.. dusty and dark.. locked away in a vault..

i had dreamed a forgotten dream of those .. happily filed away in the dusty but understood file.. but in my dream i tried to read this file .. i tried to read it and show it and share it with others.. and i realized in my dream that my dusty world is..

mine..

so sweetly sanitized.. the file just cant be processed in my dream and everyone who tries to ready it just ends up throwing it in the air.. they just laugh a little and a say.. such a flakey girl you are there!

so in my amber edged dusty little dream.. i have a world.. my own world.. in my file.. i cant make anyone else understand entirely.. they lke the groovy pictures.. but..

It only takes a few minutes of that, dusty amber edged dream or not, to give up on that level of effort..