Astral Travel Interrupted

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Curled cat-like in an

overstuffed red chair,

bedroom corner, nose

in a thick hardcover book.

Liquid sunlight familiar

gaze pouring over me,

though I am alone. I

address his presence

aloud, setting my book

aside in my lap, pause

to listen for any messages

of import. Held breath

expectancy stretches

between us, vibrating

every particle within me.

I invite him to stay and

return to my reading.

Rubber band snap of his

essence yanked painfully

back to its bodily source.

I witness his cosmic scream. 


Author's Note: Image is my painting by the same name.


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