Saturday, February 6, 2010

37

He watches himself:
get out of bed
walk to the window
look out the window
see a vast flat landscape
lit by a languid yet persistent sun
find a door next to the window
walk out the door
past the priests
past the behemoth
past the church
past the library
past the girl
past the town
past The Magnificence
and into the darkness
and walk past the darkness
and come out on its other side
and back into the world of memories
that he had not yet remembered
and that did not, still, avail themselves to him
and he continued to watch himself
and his progress
with a patience
that he felt
was beautiful

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