Sleet

at first, i saw you in a field of yellow flowers and you were wearing red pants and i ran to you.

then, there was a tower of babel with book shelves at its core and a ramp that wrapped around it spiraling upwards and there were people at its base taking photographs.

after that, there was a car and we were both in it and we were speaking to each other in a way that only we understood and there was sleet that was pelting the windshield and the radio station was coming in all staticky and one of us took out our cellphone and called into the radio station and told the dj to say a certain string of words on air and he said that he wouldn’t say those things but he let us pick the next song instead.