Riding the Elephants
Date: Jan 29th, 2012 2:51:08 pm - Subscribe
My voice was gone. I opened my mouth, but my eyes, my nose, my mouth, all were full of dust. My body flailed as we stampeded forward. I could hardly see or breathe. The stomping. The running. It all was taking its toll. I felt like my bones were coming loose. My mind raced, trying to distract me from the loss of control. I tried to focus on one thing, on something, anything, perhaps the horizon. I coughed again, my body rebelling against the air, the dirt, the sweat. I opened my mouth to try again, but nothing in me could rise above the sound of this chaos. I turned to see if others were next to me, but again the shaking, pounding world kept me from focusing on anything. Maybe there were others. Maybe we were all knowing, feeling, tumbling toward something together.
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