Sleeping

February 27, 2005June 4, 2019 Lori M-ILeave a comment

I’ve slept through my days. For years I’ve lived in a trance. Waiting. Through years and seasons, bright days or dark, I’ve waited to wake from a twilight slumber. Waiting without answer. Drowning in daily minutia. A Rip Van Winkle I look around with sleep gummed eyes to find my world is gone. I’m not sure if I’ve lost all my time or time lost me.

In, Out, or Between

February 18, 2005June 4, 2019 Lori M-ILeave a comment

One day you’re just going about your business and POOF.

You’re incinerated.

At least that’s the logical conclusion as you seem to be floating in the air surrounded by what’s left of everyone else that was going about their business just the same as you. Well the parts of you and everyone else that’s left over after the “meat” is gone.

So you’re floating around there for awhile – maybe 10 minutes – maybe an eternity- time being relative and all- and stuff starts to happen. Floating becomes drifting. Some “leftovers” meander towards an illumination that had been growing so slowly you’d not noticed it until it was there. Just beyond the range of your sight, even though you don’t have eyes anymore, bright figures seem to wait. But you can’t tell for sure. Some “leftovers” are draw slowly towards a spinning vortex picking up speed as their bits entered its gravitational pull. Just beyond the range of what you still think of as your hearing, even though you don’t have ears anymore, there might be a cacophony. But you can’t be sure. You’re so busy thinking, “Whew, glad that’s not me” that you don’t realize that everyone but you is going somewhere.