Null and Void, Paid in Full

 

 

I stand... naked.

I check to my right.

Nothing there.

On my left.

This space is also void.

Behind me.

Empty.

I stretch my head and strain my eyes

to look above, expecting, perhaps,

to see the familiar constellations of

the night.

No such luck.

Something else odd here:

I can see my body

but nothing else.

There is no visible light source.

As I look down, I can see my feet

but not the ground upon which I

stand.

I bend down to examine the terrain

with my hands.

There is none.

But wait.

I feel pressure on the soles of my

feet.

Still crouching, I lift one sole, and replace it with my

palm.

In anticipation of the solidness

I had felt with my foot, I shift

my weight and fall to the side.

From my awkward crouched position,

my body involuntarily straightens out

and stiffens as I fall in what feels,

according to my intestines, like a

circular motion with the center

below my feet and the circumference,

the path of my head.