It was a nightmare.

The sky looked bruised. Wounded.
There was a girl. She cried. She threw rocks.
She saw a spider trying to walk, its legs kept sticking to the tumbling, black clouds. A spider tried to crawl along the clouds’ backside. Kept sticking.

Thought spiders got to free fall? Thought spiders got to look back on their webs and say hey, I built this?

Black clouds overcast a city. Sherbet lightning, grabbed it from the sky it fizzed on my tongue. Tasted metallic.

It was a nightmare. But you were there! And you!

And then I fell asleep.