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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Last night I couldn’t leave a dream. The doors of the house of my making were locked by a cheerful family who didn’t mind losing their home. They were still chittering in the basement where a tv barricaded the top of the stairs and wobbled over the water on the gradually flooding floor. The washing machine from a floor above drained a shower of water down to our level. It MIGHT be worth fixing quickly. Why was no one rushing to find a way out? All the doors were pleasantly locked, and all the windows shined, pristine and strong. The neighbors came smiling, and opened the door from the outside. I ran out frantically and they were met by the laughing family who came up to greet them. “What’s going on here?” “Just a little water. We will move upstairs eventually.” I ran full blast away from the house and past the stubborn Evergreens that were sinking nonchalantly. There were no birds singing in their branches. Other neighbors waved and welcomed me into another half-submerged home where everyone was dancing on the roof. In other houses, some were unhurriedly departing for non-sinking ground. The trees and rocks had accepted their slow submersion. I had not. Luckily, I didn't recognize anyone who was part of this town, even though I was webbed in the middle of this nonsensical play. It wasn't my town. The scene shot to an aerial view of this quiet, eroding neighborhood, sinking into space. The sand blanketed the destruction. Everything below me was falling speechlessly back into a dark and airless Earth. It was a silent movie ending. An ending I wasn’t part of. I woke up to solid ground and a standing house.
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