I know where i am
But I am not where i am

Instead, I am just outside
just above, just beyond
tugging at the edges of my vision,
my hearing,
I am There.

My eyes are hewn of rough stone,
lumbering back and forth, swiveling unevenly
in the sockets of my face.

I perceive, but I do not feel
other than momentary flashes and
fleeting shudders

where is it?
where is the surge
the approaching wall
the careening onslaught
the overriding and all encompassing ****

the absence frightens me;
and so I push and shove
and tense the muscles of my soul
Feel!
Something!
Now!

a hardened callous surrounds me
a numbing sensation permeates my being
accompanied by the dread,
the calm before the storm;
It is Coming.
Get ready.