Ok, it may simply be a result of wearing new trousers - but my legs are improbably heavy. And besides that.....what will come of me - and everything around me - if I don’t switch on a light?
My limbs are horizontal – I am lying on the spot where my lover most recently slept – and her absence probably explains my inability to move more than anything else, yet my legs feel as if they weigh a ton.
I can’t lift one from the other.
The cat stares at me through the dusk that has filled the room, the temperature is dropping and I should light a fire and feed him, but these things are beyond me and I remain unable to conjure them into being.
I know that I should move.
But I also know that I could close my eyes and these things would probably no longer matter.
Except the space that my lover filled will still be void.
I close my eyes anyway .
I fall, and fall into the darkness, tumbling like Alice, unable to stop.
Until the bottom rises up and obliges.
I open my eyes and look around.
It is no longer dark.
Bright sunshine – bright such is only possible in the fondest of memories – covers a table, set on the pavement under a faded sign stating Billiards.
I sit.
There is a small cup of espresso on my left, a bowl of mashed potatoes and chicken on my right.
A waitress drifts past.
“Eat me.” She whispers.
“Drink me.” She whispers this too.
I don’t really need to - I like the size I am - but I am tempted.
I look round and this is a mistake as table, chicken, coffee and sunlight all disappear and all I can see are the two eyes of the cat shining with the last light of the day.
I stand, it’s a struggle but I achieve verticality.
I go to the kitchen and feed him and two others who appear from nowhere and then I go outside to collect wood.
A gale is blowing.
Hurrying leaves sweep me off my feet and drop me in the pile on the ground .
From here I can see the first star hesitatingly taking its place between the naked branches of the tree, pointing like arms to the heavens.
Rain is coming.
If I stay here I will drown.
I will not be able to swim in these trousers.

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