elizabeth_mckenzie – blackandwhiteandcolours

The world sounded like such a strange place.

Dear history, dear life. Hadn’t I been glad enough?

Can you understand me?

What now?

Maybe I wasn’t really talking; maybe I was only listening

We set off down the culvert under a sky of silvery stars

A small boat waited for us there

I wondered what the danger was

We left all at once, at night

It was plain that something had changed

I could never really understand why it haunted me

I knew exactly what was next

A whole year of history

A whole year of people’s lives

I could hear a rustling sound just around the corner

The beast hugged me to its breast

I knew exactly what to do, and I wasn’t afraid

There were all sorts of things I had forgotten

I jumped up and started looking around

But the beast was gone