Kaleidoscope Dreams by A. N. Gretly

Kaleidoscope dreams, kerosene eyes staring into space, something snaps. You scratch your stinking crotch that doesn’t itch, because there is some sort of sick sick comfort in that. Lawn chair in a bare yard, naked wind drunk trees standing with arms spread in eternal fright. You behold all of that at once, but a second later, all is lost. And then you remember those ancient times when you had the world right smack in the palm of your dirty hands, but that only brings you more drear. A feeling in your chest, something raw pokes at the base of your frost coated heart, bitter taste at the back of your dry tongue, what is this? Kaleidoscope dreams, kerosene eyes staring into space, something snaps. Sleep deprivation gets the best of you, dirt cakes in the grooves of your brain,  you begin to see things, eldritch things that dance before your mind’s eye in such vivid motions that you lose your comprehension of what reality is. You look at your sordid fingernails, cracked, bitten, and you dive once more into the unknown. The smell of rotten eggs grabs you by the nose all of a sudden, someone calls your name, you hear a scream, not of fright but dipped and fried in complete pleasure. Kaleidoscope dreams, kerosene eyes staring into space, something snaps; that is the sound of your brain reacting to the world we live in.

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About Ahmed Gretly

Ahmed Nader Gretly. Construction/Site Engineer, fiction writer, poet, psychopath, researcher, a book addict, and a daydreamer from Cairo, Egypt. Currently doing Construction Project Management, MSc, at Heriot-Watt University, Edinburgh.
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