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Absent of Me
by Melissa R. Mendelson
My body has crossed many roads,
but I don’t recognize this one.
Its beauty captivating.
Soft, red petals falling like rain,
but something feels off.
The ground is covered,
and the sky hidden.
I’ve had this dream many times,
finding this strange place,
but I’ve never walked further before.
But I am walking further now.
I can’t turn back.
My body won’t let me.
Its hands leading me down the velvet path,
and I want to turn my head.
My head is no longer mine to turn.
My arms and legs are merely borrowed
until I come to a bench,
where I am forced to sit,
but there is no wait here.
There is nothing here,
and my body lies vacant,
absent of me
as it starts to move again.
Fiction © Copyright Melissa R. Mendelson
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
More from Melissa R. Mendelson:
I got a one-way ticket out of hell. All I need to do is drive across country with a body in the trunk and run miscellaneous errands, but a lot of those errands come with a heavy price. And if I lose the body in the trunk, then I have to go back, and I’ll be damned if I return down there. I will fight to stay here, even if there is no rest for those wicked.