no return

You can feel it, lapping at your feet as you walk. You walk faster, only for your shoes to get caught in it. As you bend down to remove you shoe, your foot sinks deeper. You can see someone in the distance. You call at him while waving. It has reached your knees. A crowd has started to gather. You try to lift you legs but its too hard. You implore the crowd for help, but the only look at you in wonder. You can feel it at your back, cold tendrils that make the skin on your neck crawl. Your voice is hoarse from shouting, but you cannot give up, not now. You see her face though the haze of tears in your eyes. She pushes through the crowd to come and stand next to you. You raise your hands toward her, but she steps away, shaking her head. It is getting harder to breath. You can feel something brushing at the soles of your feet. A cold sweat trickles down your neck. The crowd starts to thin as people lose interest. Soon only she remains. She sits down and draws her feet up. You can feel the pressure around your chest like a vice. You tilt your head back, but its there at your ears. It feels slick and cold in your hands. You take a last breath as it covers your face. It is dark, utterly dark...........

Sunday, 02 March 2008