The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority, but to escape finding oneself in the ranks of the insane.

                                             -Marcus Aurelius

I fumbled on my hands and knees searching. My ears could hear the frantic scuffling of my fingers to the ground behind me, and my eyes could see the world– a side-view –turning dark before me. I felt
a feeling deep within my gut
and my entire world collapsed, because my body was still
no longer beneath me.
I yelled.
“Over here”
“I’m down here… to your right–no your left. Just find me!
Pick me up –I need to be right           again.”
A pain struck my foreeye. I felt my heart skip a beat. And for the first time in a long while I closed my eyes and opened my mind, and I could see me–in pieces. My torso, my limbs now0 lay limp–exhausted, fetal.
I know you know I’m       here. There is movement from an arm, then the other. My legs begin to stand, and I watch from a million windows–my corpse walking. As I reopen my eyes the world is anew,
a shade of black I never known. My perspective upright. I stretch before me –my hands. Palms dirty. Eyes down– knees skinned.

Egypt English
2015 © E. English Publishing
Written by Egypt English

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