Like a Robot
Glowing faint blue
small, simple and futuristic.
It is one smooth
curve, the wall
blends with the ceiling so perfectly
I cannot discern where
the walls end and where
the ceiling starts.
The instrument panel emits
an array of soft pink and blue,
but the screen makes as little
sense to me as the display panel in
There is something strange
about the way I see the walls and
the light pink instrument panels.
It is as if my soul, tired of waiting,
has lifted silently, travelled to a spot five feet
over my legs, and is looking at
my own body.
For a moment, I panic.
Am I dead? Could this
be some sort of an after-death
Then I realize
I am not dead. No. Thank god.
I am able to assume
that perspective without much effort.
That’s where I excel. Throughout my life, I have been
is one of my favorite
pastimes. I am like
of the future.
[[Photo courtesy: Chris 73/Wikimedia]
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