part ii : anybody home?
I lie considering —
My face is faced away from the glass doors. To anyone or anything outside those panes of glass looking in, I appear asleep. Eyes open or not. So I open my eyes. Close them again slowly. And wait.
Two minutes is a long time to think. I remember a story of Anita’s about really not wanting to look.
I really don’t.
I also do not want anything coming through those doors while I am lying quiet, facing away from them. But better he/she/it? Not know I am awake if it is coming.
So I still wait. Keep breathing like a sleeper. And wait.
to be continued….
[:::part i:::]
[:::part ii:::]
[:::part iii:::]
[:::part iv:::]
where the art work comes from :
that is inner window by wouldpkr
7 Responses to part ii : anybody home?
Those minutes go on forever- you never forget them.
You live them over and over.
Even when you’re sleeping.
amm
This post is so f-ing readable. In fact your blog is that for me. I truly enjoy reading how you write, the brevity, levity and depth of the words. Much appreciated.
Thanks, Tri.
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