Dream-6

Returning from the city where he had met his girl, he sees in his town or instead of his town, in the place of his town, a deformed landscape, a space where the emotions are the dominant elements, in a level of a virtual projection and not of a continuous series of facts.
A wrecked faculty wholly smoked and blackened, someday flourished but now dead. Only smokes continue to elicit from crumbly funnels, which have not been operating for years. A cemetery, where all the engravings of the names of the dead have faded out, converting the marbles into an archeology of noise. Cars being abandoned and disemboweled, becoming from active advocates into deployed guards of zeroness.
In spite of the denaturation of everything, he discerns his house, opens the door and hears the sound of the mobile of his girl.
It seems impossible. How can she wait for him here, since he had left her in her city, miles away, a few hours before...

(at last completed...)