Audacious Autism

Audacious Autism

A unique, sacred world, created years ago, inhabited only by my consciousness.
My spirit flies back over the ruins from time to time, looking at the broken obelisks and fallen pillars
I remember the majestic city we once created together, our place of security, tranquility, and rejuvenation.
Secret sharings under vine-laden walls... the only memories now are the cracked handprints we placed in the still wet masonry.
Every solar eclipse, there is a shimmer in the timestream and, as I look on, I can see our translucent forms run back through the catacombs, both hiding from our responsibilities, and seeking out new adventures
I give chase, almost remembering each decision, whether we went left or right that day, still I cannot keep up.  As I round the final turn, short of air, I pause for a moment.  I rest against the wall, looking ahead:  we had already made it to our secret spot where we used to kiss
I walk up, quietly, delicately, as if believing that these psionic echoes from years past might be disturbed by my footsteps over fallen cinder blocks and through the dense vegetation that has all but obscured the previous path we created
Locked in our embrace, I reach out to graze my hand against your face
The eclipse ends, and the sun loudly emerges shouting down its luminescence once more from its omniscient place in the heavens, illuminating my awareness into the present moment
The echo fades
Translucency fades to transparency and eventually to oblivion. Though I remember confidently that your eyes remained closed during our embrace, I see now your echo look to me and as a tear runs down your face your eyes say to me, I love you
It is all gone.  I stand in an empty field with no towers and no obelisks.  The vegetation retreats from my body
The sun shines down on me saying, hello, here I am, once more.  I look up, partially obscuring its overwhelming brightness with my hand.
Birds chirp as they fly overahead and I remember, this is my life, to which I smile