they visit with him in his dreams

                                             and sometimes     terrify him

last night

          he wouldnt call them nightmares there is no such thing as a nightmare

a belief he held in kind with Miguel Angel Asturias’ Mulata

                                                                Life is life. There is no good life or bad life.

then they leave him

                     leave him to analyse what they shared together because                

no one other than himself can intervene in a dream

                                                          not a therapist he chuckled

                                                                         a therapeutic thespian

acting

           because they havent the depth

wealth of knowledge

had the relationships

why they visit

why they manipulate settings

why their precise stagecraft

                                  for an audience of one

his daughter visited

she kept referring to a hill she was to be buried on the next day

Wha hill  I don know wha youre talking about

Tomorrow.

    Show me  Please

You really don’t know?why don’t you know?

I don know

Come she said  I’ll show the hill I’m still not sure which direction I want to face what view to take in.

For eternity

Yes.

       she took him by the hand and led him

at its foot under cold brittle snow he could make out elk paths that woundswitched back and forth up the side of the high hill they walked kneedeep breaking snow and because she held his hand he felt light because she held his hand he was surefooted  breathed evenly

at the top

             See.  Breathtaking, isn’t it? they kept holding hands

Its beautiful

they walked

               You can understand why I’ve chosen this place.

Yes

There are so many views to choose from. Sunrise. Sunset.  Across the valley the forest opposite.

Yes

What do you think?

I have no thought other than it is your choice  Antha Im grateful you chose to share it with me

You would have seen tomorrow.

    I am happy you shared it with me today

                                                she squeezed his hand tight

 

when he wokehis hands clasped

                                      he could feel her hand between them

earlyAM,  Wednesday,  31  12. 25