dream in blue green

A monotonous hum shook my ears
as I moved across the plaza.
My destination towered distantly;
     a mystery snoozed against speckled black.
Unique eunuchs dirged along
with agonized faces—
carpals [broken, tossed aside] find their way
     into my mouth in rubbery dissonance.
Those sucking moans, hummed from
sunken sockets, tugged my skin.
     (there is no time
          recall the taste of gold ideas
     and hair)
Climbed endless stairs to find
     she’d gone to safety from no one
     but herself and the notion of defection.
The first time this year
     the bright white satellite doesn’t shine, but
I ran anyway, but then
     shocked dead where I stood for
tires-braking-steel-and-glass-and-fadedmusic
tangled (mangled) limbs and my heart burst inside.

Just before waking:
     brilliant gold,
     Blue In Green,
     deep in red.