i am dreaming of a too-colored , too-vivid day , while images pass soundlessly in front of me -- lena is moving her mouth , two men are loading buckets into a truck , a little girl wearing a too-big swimsuit is scowling at us from a doorway -- and i am speaking too , responding , even smiling , while my words are sucked into silence , into the bright white light of a sun-drenched dream .