Monday, February 18, 2019

11,553. MY CREDULOUS YOUTH

MY CREDULOUS YOUTH
Was I overjoyed when, as a
boy, I kept hearing rumors of 
you? I can't remember, but
nothing ever came of it. I once
expected the sky to fall, or the
Heavens to split right open so
I could look up and just see, all
of a sudden, something else : like 
another place, or another plane
of existence. I wondered a lot
about what people would do if
ever that happened. And, of,
course, I wondered just as much
about what WE would do if our
the air starting leaking out. Would
we realize right away? How long
would it take before all things were
depleted, and we were done for?
How long? But surely time 
would stop, as well.

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