I was always here, no end, no beginning unlike the train
lumbering across snow and more snow in communist Russia. The winter brightness
was contemptuous of hope. Bleakness became warm coats for those I saw huddled
in old wooden seats. The next stop is the paradise of The Perfect Democracy
where all are made equal.
Sleep without dreams and nightmares.
I walked silently on unsteady train of iron that creaked
disrepair.
My heart jumped when I saw the back of a female who looked
out the window of the last car. She turned around into my arms with a sigh of
relief. I found her again.
I lost her again when my eyes opened.
What strange visions I’ve been having these nights in The
South Bronx of America.
In real time, I saw a tour bus with the name Omega Express
parked opposite the funeral parlor. It seems I’ve fallen into the realm of The
Lord of The Underworld.
The roar of an airplane among the stars stopped me from
making Greek myth out of the mess of life: ashes of bodies and buildings that
drifted miles away from Manhattan to settle over this poor town, a homeless
shelter for the dreams of children. I do not work for your governments. I do
not allow anyone to use me as a weapon for liars
Kin to a mild-mannered reporter, I have an obligation to
report the unreported.
I tried to go back to bed and dream of The Red Scare that
launched the first man into the heavens in the decade of numerous UFO sightings
and the birth of NASA.
I tried to go back to sleep on dreams untold and save her in
time.
All I can do is have future historians read this specter of
words.
Warning to future generations.
Absence of love is unbearable terror and the true meaning of
horror.
Have a nice day to The Man in Black singing The Ring Of Fire
Mural For Future Dreams And Other Planes Of Existence In The
Universe of Inner Space
D. Angel Aponte died in The South Bronx Of America and went
to Google Heaven
Made contact on Face Book with the better aliens of our
earthling imaginations
“I’m in the world but not of the world,”
JD Salinger, writer of Catcher In The Rye
Got God Particle?
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