Just saying ,, this is a story i saw Unfold over a Period of 16 - TopicsExpress

Just saying ,, this is a story i saw Unfold over a Period of 16 year ,, and i just got the opportunity too View , the two Points as i went By ,, bless ------------------- The Lovers share a room; Thou Not a bed— Their beds were on either side of the room. Last room on the right, North hall of “Mary Mother of Peace” Nursing Home, Dracut, Mass. [USA] Earth. (“The small green/blue One; With the Mother of Pearl Swirls”.) They were like the perfect roommates; Nether interfere with the other. Nor interacted either. “I” think; They “didn’t even know of each other existence. The first one, [The round one] “I” had come into contact with many years before; [may be twelve] “He” had been moved around several times. From home to home since “I” first met “Him”; Seven rest homes ago. That day He had been sitting in a stuffed chair. In the room where “I” was installing, an A/C unit—That was His first day there. Though “He” was out of the Sun light— “He” was very much tanned on one side of His body, And very pail on the other- Much as “I” see the Moon at half faze in the Heavens. The story was told to Me then ;That –“He loved His Wife – “Who” died quite young [“I” was Not told how] Only that when “She” died— “He” was in great shock. And sat down; And willed “Himself” to die; Only “He” didn’t. The family, A large Italian Family, Living in a Large extend Family house; They simply put “Him “out On the screen porch to sit. The Porch faced East. The house was build on the side of a hill [a very steep hill] “He” sat on the South end of the porch-- The Sun rise, and set on “His’ right side. The Right tanned ;and the left did Not-- Time Passed; and “He” did Not. When “His” wife died” He” was quite plump, Round, and sound; rather like an old Oak barrel. And for whatever reason, never lost that shape. The Man was stubborn, And determined to die; “He’ sat, But “He” didn’t die. Since “I” met “Him” the second time. [twelve years later] “I” have wondered, many times? What could “He” have done; Had” He” Not just sat down as a stubborn little boy, And shit “His” pants? And sat in it to get attention. Or oblivion. To show “His” dissatisfaction of what ; “He” thought was a personal assault. On an Action (Now a thought) of who “He” is; That only lives in “His” own head. Locking “Him” in chains. Forged in “His” own Mind. To sit in “His” own shit. $%$^%* Dissed; Is a Self centered thing! Disappointed at the turn of a single card [the death of his wife]; Man get over IT; Whatever “IT” is; You think is holding “You” back from Being At Peace. Get over “IT”. Whatever. $%@&^* Time passed; And the family just could Not; Or would Not deal with Him anymore. The first time “I” met “Him”. The day “I” was working on the A/C unit. Was “His” first day at the rest home? “I” was in the room for Twenty Minutes at that time; “I” was only a Passing thought; ”I” might say, In fact “I” just said that. Time passed- In that fall “I” entered the Navy,; Spent seven years there. Time passed –Five more years of assorted adventures. [Maybe more of that latter] And then “I” met Him again;”He” was occupying the first bed ; In the room on the right ,at the end of the North hall- “He” was laying flat—“His” tan had gone – “He” had lost any known family, ”His” Story , Tooth brush; And whatever prompted “Him” to stop, And sit down in “His” shit. Though “I” don’t know how? “He” was still round as the Moon. Now stiff as board. [Twelve years of inactivity will do that to a person][“I” guess] “I” was now doing Maintenance of another kind, No longer A/C units;”I” was now a nurse aid. ”I” emptied bed pans, changed sheets, - Did baths-range of motion, things like that. “I” was new to “Mary Mother of Peace” rest home— And “I” was going down “MY” check off lists. Room to Room; Person to Person. “I” had started to go through the range of motion— Even though the client did Not respond verbally when “I” spoke to “Him”. “His” eyes were open, ”His” “Soul” was saying “Go away”; “Don’t touch Me”—“I” am angry-“”Go away” “I” Hate You ; ”I” Hate every-One” –“I” want to be left to Die”. Blue eyes, Deep Blue Sapphire eyes; Lonely cold pool of Hate, and Anger. That was when “My” teammate came in; [the Lady showing “Me” the ropes] Walking “Me” thru the drill of how to change “His” sheets, And Dickey. “Forget the range of motion“; She says “He is stiff as aboard”. “He’ was like a log when “We” rolled Him over. The eyes always looking out—Aware and Silence—Staring,--Staring. It was Not until later; “I” put “IT” all together that “He” was the half tan. Round Man from years before And how long “He” had sat on the Porch before that? “I” don’t know? $#^%*($ The Other Lover, The roommate— Was tall, and thin; as the other was round. “His” story was of Love, Or kind of; “He” had been there many years as well— “He”; A rail under the sheet--An I/V tube going in under the sheet; Another tube comeing out at the end of the bed. “He” had other drains; One out “His” ear, another from the nose. “His” eyes were closed-- “I” opened them once, and got a view of Nothing. [Infinity] As looking Not into a pool; Or anything with any kind of limits [Measurement] to them. Just looking into infinity; Nothingness— “His” story was this—“He” was married; And cheating on “His” wife— “IT was the Fifties then— The stereo type –Bonded for life on the outside— Very conservative on the outside-- Never anything out of place—Very neat very prim— Never ever Feel Anything—that was out of place too the Illusions; The whole Mirror Shatters if anything in the reflection changes; IF the reflection is different than the Image. [Illusions] Which they never ever saw !. [Seven years bad luck and all that] “Smash”;”Crash” The whole world shatters; Thousands of views; each shard a New view; Many New Views. ”Censer”, ”Censer”, ”Censer”; Each Broken splinter reflecting back a New View; Or many New views. “Censer”;”Censer”;”Censer.” Depending where ,the viewer is in relationship , To the Illusion; Which They never saw before. One day –He just fell down— “He” was taken to the Hospital; Never waking up. The Doctors, After many tests told “His” Wife that they could operate; and remove “Whatever”, from “His” Brain; And “He” would probability be as good as New; Maybe. She said No--! ; Don’t ,,, ! Don’t ,,Operate,,! They said If “We” don’t Operate ”He” will be a Vegetable for life— “She” said Don’t operate! “I” kind of like Vegetables; May be a turnip? So for Love, Or lack of It; The lovers share a room. bless