He's lying in a hospital bed. She tiptoes in. He’s asleep dreaming about unknown wonderlands. The beeping equipment is a great disappointment. Her instructions for the man were clear he seemed professional and capable. Nonsense. She comes closer. A machine goes silent. You have to do everything yourself these days.
When you pay for the last latte desperate for a clean break which is not the case I'm afraid. Both want to say the same. Time is running out while we are sitting reading each other’s minds the thing we never used to do but we do now. Never felt so out of words.
Late last night I thought a thought. One that is still around. No one can avoid it. Even you can’t, then and now. Leave it on the ground like that? Impossible. Now, you say, maybe there is an Escape to whatever the question is. Silence Surrounded me.
A strange thing happened to me the strangest, I must tell you I ran across a stranger one day the one with the strangest name. His title I don’t recall I’m afraid but he was a stranger after all.
We put quite a show on. Shakespeare would be impressed. From his Hamlet, to the Merchant to Romeo and Juliet who cried 'Wherefore art thou, Romeo?' and fell face-first down, dead there was never such a story having such an unhappy happy end.