Hypnagogia by Eryk Wenziak

The table’s pants are long. Too long. Leaving it unable to run far. Nor fast. I sew it a new pair. A shorter pair. A pair the length that when worn would prevent me from catching it. I approach the table from behind. Clap my hands. Warn of my presence. I give it the newly sewn pants. The first leg in. Then the second. Followed by the third and fourth. I pull a gift from my leather bag: a checkered, green and white flag. The table grabs it and runs off. Disappears into the horizon’s curvature. It will be waiting for me. Many years ahead. At a finish line drawn in fishbone powder. It will wave the checkered flag upon my arrival. Congratulate me on my endurance, while remembering to throw in a few lines of ‘appreciation’ for my generosity ‘all those years ago’—thanks ignored at the time. But I always understood the table’s intentions. It was young. (And the wood it was carved from was also young.) I will pick up the flag and trace a figure eight into the high sky. Like a child burning their name with a sparkler. The figure eight will fall on its side. Become infinity. But this time I’m sure I’ll never see another finish line. And my sense is the table will already know that, and will no longer wait. No longer draw a chalky line. No longer give me thanks.


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5 responses to “Hypnagogia by Eryk Wenziak

  1. Highly creative, nicely done.

  2. Eryk Wenziak

    Susan, thank you. I appreciate that.


  3. My first thoughts were what was being smoked and if it was available in my area… Just kidding! This was highly entertaining. Thanks for sharing!

    • Eryk Wenziak

      I’ve heard comments like that more than once! As per a wise sage, who once said his drug is “Charlie Sheen,” I guess I’d have to say that mine is “Eryk Wenziak.”

      Thanks and I’m glad you enjoyed it!


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