*Spoiler alert!* This is a serial - don't jump into the middle! Part I is here.
Sometimes, when sound and sight present the mind
With things too difficult to comprehend,
Or leaps too unprepared, we leave behind
Our senses -- facts and vertigo can blend,
Until the walls themselves begin to move.
At first, I felt a thousand miles away.
And even as my balance would improve,
I couldn't speak. The things I tried to say
Were caught inside, like shouting while I dreamed.
He stood, and held the cat, and looked at me,
Still tenuous from how unreal it seemed,
And then he asked, "Do you have any tea?"
And I came to. His voice was mild, and deep.
And I recalled it reading me to sleep.
- End of Part V -
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And then, the cat. He tapped me with his paws,
And jumped. And there he was.
Yes.
Santa Claus.
( Part IV )
was Santa Claws ( the cat, in your lap ) ....
I see now it's real, DB. And I wonder ...
It is good you got good rest that night.
His voice was mild, and deep.
And I recalled it reading me to sleep.
Oh I think I'm going to like where this road leads ... so very much.
heidibeth: I'm glad you love it, and I do hope it doesn't start to meander too much.
Kim: I neglected to put the little "End of Part..." thing at the bottom of IV, and I confused more than just you. My own sister, even. Sorry if I misled you for a night.
anna1: not all my life, exactly, because most of it was not spent with words, but music. But I think it's fair to say, all this year. Very fair to say that.
Leon: milk and surreal for breakfast. Lots of sugar. No saccharin.
catch: I saw a performance once of Los Munequitos de Matanzas, from Cuba. Having been trained as a classical musician, I spent a lot of the evening trying to find the downbeat, so I was already a little disoriented. Then a number started with a couple of dancers dressed up as gods, in costumes made of straw. Way, in the back of the hall, with not terribly bright spotlights on them. I was confused, both visually and aurally, for a good 30 seconds, and I swear I felt the floor start to move. It was a relief when the weirdness wore off, but the blend was oh so intoxicating.
HarleeGirl! Thanks for letting me know you're there. I hope you continue to enjoy the ride.
pastvoices: You're getting it almost as fast as I can cook it. Thanks for being so attentive.
Kate: and thank you for waiting for me to figure it out. I'm not done yet, but I'm about to post the next bit. I hope you like it.
Again, thank you to everyone. This is being such a cool ride. I hope you all stay with it.
Goodnight!
Now, if someone could just recommend an illustrator...
I like tea with my cookies too.