Marc Carver

In Issue 9 on January 1, 2012 at 11:01 am


A turquoise blue
flies just above my head.
Small circles are the pattern of
the shape.
as it passes
like waves.
If i reach up
i could touch the wall

but i have no hands.

I see a bed
a man lies on the bed
he does not move
not at all.

The bed has rails
the place is bright.

Then i am looking through the rails
at the man who does not move
He has no face
none that i can see.

The vision stops
and i am left
with the faceless man
and the brightness of the room
and nothing else.

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