today's horoscope

three words:
sensory deprivation tank

you hear this horoscope from across the room and come at me like a magnet.  you tell me about what it is like to float as if you were the one who had float.ed.  as if the friend you describe shared the same brain as you, the same feet, the same twitch of the nose.  the same: senses.

but what would it be like?

it wouldn't.
be.
like anything.

you say it is the stripping down to your very soul.  you say it is where you find out who you really are.  you say it is where you discover things about yourself you didn't know.  about yourself.  wide eyed.  electric.  so so excited.  to visit the place you yourself have never been.  you are bursting with your nothingness.  your letting it all go.  your eyes just grew a deeper shade of blue and your lips pulled up at the corners.  just enough.  (i saw it then.  i glimpsed your core)

i say it sounds. . .amazingly. . .difficult.  all my fingers twitching just thinking about it.  but maybe i am talking about the nothingness that surrounds us even now.


these are the things i would have missed tonight.

this story would not have found a voice.

your ears would not have perked.

you may have stayed, lost.  slinking around the edges of the crowd instead of parting the see
to be yourself.

with me and him and her.

if only for a moment