August 4, 2003

Song 2

Soon after the song began, I uncrossed my legs and opened my hands. I do this sometimes in the middle of the night. While changing positions I’ll discover that my hand is clenched, so I’ll flatten it against the bed or pillow. Sometimes, to be certain, I’ll slide it under the pillow and lay my head on top.

This time I sensed you beside me. At first I thought I was in bed, on my back, and that you were somewhere to my left, listening with me. But then I saw we were floating in air, our arms suspended at our sides. It was as though we were on our backs on the surface of a lake – that’s how our bodies moved: a slow ripple.