Flashback

Notice how he charges
now that The Lion is gone

off with his Mate.

Less like The Lion
than The Marauding Pack
of Scavengers
sweeping in from across The Desert
like The Wind
from The East.

Like Locust
like Scorpians.

In the Dream
I woke
to find myself a Stranger in The City.
trying to find my way home.
looking for some way out,
Some Landmark.
a building i hoped would still be there.
The usual faces on the boulevard.

There was a street the police had blocked off.
Facial expressions that seemed suspicious.
wary of strangers.
and then it hit me;
I wasnt lost Downtwn,
I was Overseas
in some Eastern European New Republic
Country.