-][-Restoration of "Black and White"-][-

Black and white.
A boy--Me.
Carefully walking through useless items, up to my knees---
Crying of a young girl,-
Asking for help---
As if i'm breathing upon her faraway face---
Smell now of old books and sheet rock grows exceptionally strong...
In the next room---a familiar face lying in struggle, gently tied to the bed. 
[unharmed]
(walking to her eternity, as my own)
Steps of my own now taken through more meaningful items---now down to my feet. 
[Fearless of care for items such as these]
---Reaching for the harness of her right wrist (not being able to perform heroism to her-as I so desired).
The helmet of a medieval black knight falls over us---Including some of the meaningful items.
With a "crunching" sound...
And no longer Black and White-
--But Black...
 ...and the insecurity of a calm woman's voice, says-so softly...

YOU are trapped.

//SpasZ SonnE TM