We Ate Green Flies

We ate green flies. Delicious, they were.

She asked, "Want anymore?"

I replied, "No amount of flies could compare to how my heart flies in love."

And so we called the bill. As the writer summed up the total, the ceiling flew away.

Symbols and numbers filled the sky, formulae and theorems light the night sky.

In the café, waiters were dressed in dark green, wearing berets just as green.

As we headed for the door, the lock it seemed would not budge. Until the waiter said, "Goodbye," then the door grew wings and flew to freedom.

"I believe," I said, "that this is a dream."

"A dream?"

"The best I've ever had."

Out of the café, street lamps were red, orange, yellow, lime and more. Bright colours filled the streets, everyone walking to a beat.

Right then left they walked, to the song that played. Nice it was, as dances were quite rare.

The night was gleaming rainbows, the Moon could not compete, for the people they prayed to the neon God they made.

Nights in rainbow drapes, never reached the end. Going home was early, calling a van with the cell.

"How long it'll take?"

"Never mind that, time is relative here."

And so we sat on a cornflake, waiting for the taxi to come.

What came was a van, to our surprise. The taxi driver a horse, neighed to us, "How's the course?"

And so we drew out a path in the sky, equations describing the path to take, raisins along the road we went down.

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, the ride was just a very short one. The driver, he neighed goodbye.

And so we entered the house, a familiar yet uncanny one. Comfortable yet disturbing. Enjoyable yet disgusting. A macabre house.

It was night time, so we snuck into bed under the white satin blankets. Nights in white satin. Me and her together alone.

Soon, I woke up.

"How was it, Mr Fucikson?"

"It was... Undescribable, inexpressible with words."

"Glad to hear that."

"How about you, Mrs Fucikson?"

She didn't wake up. She was stuck in between. After some retries though, she finally came back.

"How are you, Mrs Fucikson?"

"Fine, but I have seen disturbances you could not have imagined."

"Thank you for your feedback. You are now free to leave the facility."

And so we left the facility at Bay 5, however unbeknownst to me was the changes in her.