SNAPSHOTS OF OUR LIVES(And Others(And Others to be added April 22, 2016) DAY THREE.
The_____________ in (you fill in who is ) in the tight cap and short shorts glared at me.
The _____________ (you fill in who is ) sitting in the middle center of the auditorium, short and slouched, stares blankly ahead not quite at me but close enough.
I can see their brain whirring behind those eyes.
The____________ in the middle center is as human and humble as possible but mechanical all the same.
They have gears instead of flesh in there, "I just know it."
I stand firm and proud.
Ready for any task.
Ready for any contingency necessary,
Ready for tears, unnecessary but still coming at the wrong moment.
I______________________________________________________(You fill in your own conclusion or no conclusion at all).
I love cute old dudes and fat old girls.
I drool on my pillow
when I wake up with drool I know I dreamed.
It is that way.
I had drool
I had a lovely dream.
I was falling but in control through sand
the graniness of the particles felt like silk against my skin
the waves intermittent but not too far apart washed over my selves
I saw bodies coming up and forward towards me
like blocks were turning two dimensionally in front them.
Seeing a blank face here a red pair of shorts here, a set of black hair there a set of Toesoxs there.
Recognizable clothes but unknown blank faces
partially materializing in front of my face as they came or come closer.
I thought I saw my professor.
I thought I saw my great grandma who I knew from so many fire side stories
from the Christmas parties, the dry water non alcoholic reunions, and the big daddy little daddy chats in the woods.
I thought I saw my dead sister.
I thought I saw my little cousin.
I thought I saw my best friend and classmate.
I was falling again, the sand felt so good the water leaving me alone.
Faces appeared, still falling, they said hello.
I wanted to grab them and tell them I love them.
I wanted to scream Hello!!! Hello!!!
They kept going.
I started to wake up but was still dreaming.
Trying to remember something I couldn't quite grasp.
My classmate and best friend? No it wasn't them, Someone though was telling me about baseball caps and Toesoxs.
Who
Who
WHo
WHO
WHO
WHO?
?
It all sudden.
Hit me.
My professor.
My dear old professor
playing
Bocce.
He Loved the sport.
Told me a thousand times
as many times as I had heard of my great grandmother
about Toesoxs and Bocce.
THE LIGHT IS TO BRIGHT
DROOL FALLS OFF ME
BOLT UPRIGHT, I SIT.
WHERE AM I?
AWAKE?
DO I KNOW?
?
?
NO,
I THINK NOT.
THAT I DO NOT KNOW, NO.
HOW WOULD I KNOW.
By Sam written on April 21, 2016, some ideas for this from April 20, 2016 written April 21, 2016 between 10:30 and 11:04pm, posted 11:06pm onApril 21, 2016.
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