((This one is weird… I’m not sure yet whether I like it as it is, or if it needs a re-write. As usual, I own this work and would appreciate you asking me before using it somewhere else- mostly because then I know I’ll have a fan!))

Dream Catcher

By Deathswings


Small, lonely angel.
Small lonely pool of light.
White light.
White clothes.
White wings.
White feathers.

Red feather!

Panic!
tearitouttearitouttearitout…
Gone.
Relief.
White wings.
Peace.

Black feather!
nopleasenopleasenoplease…
Yellow feather!
Red feather!
Black feather!
nononogetthemoutmustgetthemout…
Pain. Blood…

Rain.
They fall like rain.
Children pile them like leaves.
Black feathers,
Red feathers,
Yellow feathers.
White feather.
Solitary.
A young man catches it.
Pockets it.
Turns away.
The feathers are leaves.
The children are children.

The man is hit by a truck.
It moves onward.
Never stopping.
License tag.
Los Angeles.
City of Angels.

The wingless body of the angel
Splatters on the windshield.
Flip on the wipers.
Swish- swish. Swish- swish.
The body hits the pavement.
The man looks at the dead angel.
The angel looks at the dead man.
They stare at each other on the pavement,
But see nothing.
The young man's sister.
Pretty girl.
Prom queen.
Shot by a man on her 17 birthday.
Bang!
Bang! Bang!
She becomes an angel.

White light.
White clothes.
White wings.
White feathers.
Peace.
Finally.

Red feather!
Confusion.
She blinks.
Black feather!
A silent scream.
Yellow feather!
She desperately plucks them off.