Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: directions

parabolic screams added to the ether

as notations take down worried looks at the open

door creaking closed

as another night rushes out into the dawn and streaks

across the sky to acquaint itself to a

sensory deprivation chamber located 3 miles east and keep going straight

you need to look up,

don’t stare straight ahead,

back a few places,

not that far, closer,

pace it better, straight up,

then to your right,

a little to your left,

up, down, left left right,

all the way down the hall,

and you’re there, destination on your right,

rest easy,

now go to sleep,

you can thank me later