The Floating Head

There it was in front of me, my head sitting there. I was looking at my face and examining the features but I was not recognizing it. I started to rub the skin of my cheek bones in a loving way, hoping it would wake up. It didn’t do anything. No eye fluttering, no breathing or sign of life what-so-ever. I rubbed for a while but eventually became tired of rubbing my face. I lifted my voice to demand, “Wake up.” Still though, there was no movement, so I slapped my head and watched my hair move from the action. Again, nothing. I thought about it, and picked up my lifeless head to put onto my body anyway.



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