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InkFreak in Dreams

The Eagle and the White Elephant

In darkness, I slumber

Blending in with the blanket around me like a moth of umber

Accidentally, I had slipped away

as my eyes gave way

When my eyes had opened once more, I was in the facility

Looking around, unsure if it was reality

I decided to go about my day, even if something was amiss

Because usually a dream has something you shouldn't miss

Through the lips of people that surround

I had heard such curious sound

Gossip that spread about a pair of animals

Both coming from different mammals

One was an eagle, the other an elephant

A white elephant at that befriended an eagle so elegant

However, signs show that they had grown closer than before

Becoming one with each other's core

The Junkyard was where they reside

For the habitat was obstructed and the elephant needed a place to hide

Every now and then the Eagle would arrive bearing gifts

Though sometimes got stuck and needed lifts

Upon arrival to the yard to grab some scrap

I heard something overhead and looked to see what hap

And I saw such a mystical beast

Flapping it's wings until it landed and ceased

It surveyed it's surroundings more like a hawk

And decided to once more fly amok

It was flying far too fast and going to an area far to cramp

So I followed in hopes to maybe help this champ

As I had gone closer, it was too late

For the flight path curved and the eagle had flown into a pile, knocking out a skate

The world around us in that moment trembled and heaved

With a mighty slide, things fell out of control and I had to leave

I had heard a disturbing cry followed by the cracking of bones

The implication disrupting the soul that anyone owns

I had sought out help rather frantically

Far too frail to be able to lift it all delicately

Once more I had woken up in my darkened abode

And realized that this dream is what my previous disorientation forebode

I stared off into the ceaseless void that seized me with ruth

And came to one depressing truth

Sometimes you are the eagle, sometimes you are the elephant

One that's reckless and becomes their own detriment

The other keeps to hiding in it's own hesitant

Spelling out nothing but tragedy in an instant