The Squish

I was startled to be there …

on the floor. 

 

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Flattened like a beaten boxer. Surrounded by chair legs and sofa bottoms. Gawked at by books that had been leaning on each other for years.

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On my back in the autumn dusk. Mattressed on my favorite carpet … gazing up at recessed-lights that looked like perfect little moons …

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under the stare of painted faces that seemed to lean out of their picture frames.

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But I wasn’t alone.

I could hear the commotion of life … folks laughing  … talking over each other.  I love that racket.

But an old man doesn’t belong on the floor.

It makes for bad headlines.

It all happened so suddenly. I just thought I should plop down. Sag myself as gently as I could … and as gracefully as I could.  Without denting my head … or making a thud … or breaking anything.

The room just flipped upside down …

and it felt like a different universe.

My chest was heaving up and down … up and down … up and down. Air bellowing over my lips. And I wondered what they would wonder when they found me … here … on the floor.

Then it got silly. 

These gentle hands first touched my thigh … then pressed on my stomach … and fumbled with the buttons on my shirt.

And I just laughed out loud.

I couldn’t help it.

It was all so soft … even ticklish … and that surprised me. 

I couldn’t not smile.

The yanking at my shirt. The massaging of my heart. And I thought … this is quite the scene… an old man …  flat on the floor …  havin’ a very fine time of it.

And so I raised my head … to see those hands … and there was this perfectly round face just inches from mine. 

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And her sweet breath blew over my mouth …

and I drew it in as deeply as I could. 

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Her blue-blue eyes tranced me.

She slipped her hands around my neck …

and squished me into a laugh. 

And I was very fine on that floor.

 

Denis Ian

A baby is God’s opinion that life should go on.

~Carl Sandburg~

                                

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