Preparing to Drink, and Dance, 2007
The Electric Kissing Party
*Zzapcrack*
The noise is fractional. It takes less than the time of a thought to reach Amy’s ears but even then it is far slower to her senses than the tiny sparky splash of electricity and light on her fingertips. She shuffles her feet on the carpet again, and in the glow of fairy lights and a laptop she reaches again to touch the mirror frame.
*Zzapcrack*
Her phone bleats a Tweet: “He sleep-walked into a coma”. Alone again, then.
*Zzapcrack*
In a dream last night Amy saw herself in a sepia city, unable to contact the outside world. She needed to see the signals and wires and words and faces that formed her web. Instead she was stuck with distance and ignorance, a place where what one cannot see may as well not exist.
*Zzapcrack*
© Matthew Sheret, 2008
