the threads in her head

panting heart after the same senseless cries-

Days ago, I saw a glorious gently shivering luminous blue of a butterfly's wing, and wished myself to be caught within its wings, just for a minute and no more. To be bathed in that almost supernatural blue glow, to have had the experience of being caught in that glorious blue blue bubble of its wings, and I dreamed and dreamed about how it would be like, and thought I saw my skin cast with that blue blue shadow.

That was days ago.

Today we had lunch late. Went to the food center, and the very first thing that grabbed our attention was the sound. Loud loud, oh so loud! The rain poured, and the sound of rain meeting metal roof pounded itself into my head till my head throbbed with the sound.

We sat down at one of the many empty tables around. The rain got heavier. THUD THUD THUD THUD. The many many scattered beats joined together, and the whole center resounded with the dull crashes. The air seemingly reverberated with them, alive, trembling.

I covered my ears, the noise was too thunderous. Then a slow realisation dawned on me.

I was inside a drum. Many dreams I've entertained, and now one comes before I even yearn for it. Inside a drum, feeling that dullness echo through my head. I uncovered my ears, and drowned myself in the roars. It's a quick lustily loud song, filled with chaos, tangled mess.

The rain slowly lightened up, just a little, and became less hard on the ears. Perhaps there was a switch in songs. Softer, slower, more orderly.

Soon it's time to leave. We walked, out, away, and the music of chaos slowly fade away into the distance. But something went on, somehow.

I paused, and realised it was throbbing at my chest lightly. My heart was panting.