#0028 | time slips through fingers
Submitted by Eric in Denver, Colorado.
Here’s Eric’s story:
“Salt Water.
You know when you read a book? And maybe it’s boring. Maybe it’s a history textbook about the American Civil War. You start on page 44, and five minutes later, you turn to 45, and you snap out of it. You realize you don’t remember at all the contents of page 44. Your mind wandered somewhere else.
And I don’t know, maybe you’re not reading. Maybe you’re living. And you just turned 45 and you just snapped out of it. You don’t remember anything you did while you were 44 years old. Maybe your mind wandered off to the southern hemisphere to some fishing village where there weren’t any phones. Took a fishing trip. Forgot to take along enough water.
It’s a terrible thing to die of thirst in the ocean. Must you salt your truth so much that it no longer quenches thirst?”

4 folks have left comments on this post
Whoa. Heavy. Lovely haiku-istration as per usual.
Awesome!
This is amazing. I think it’s my favorite story so far.
The haiku itself is pointed enough… but the story below, the wonderful anlogy, brings to light my fear I may be in the middle of some wasted years.
“Must you salt your truth so much that it no longer quenches thirst?” ouch