Or maybe Im not going crazy. Maybe Im some sort of android-cyborg-clone-thing, and Im just breaking down.Im not sure which way is worse.Dad laughs. Youre not in your right mind, dear, he says. No, no, no, youre not.And thenSilence.Dad fades away. The reverie chair disappears.Theres just blackness. I remember then that I am in the reverie of something dead. Whatever that thing was, it was dead.And, just as Im starting to wonder if, perhaps, I have died, too, I see a light, far away in the corner of the dreamscape. The light isnt soft; its not glowing. It crackles like silent lightning, burning with electricity, sparks flying out and fizzling in the dark.I dont know whyit makes no sense, the way dreams often dontbut I want to touch the light.So I do.
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