28 August 2012

i stare at the rose on

the table

trying my hardest

to keep all of the

thoughts

and

conversations out of

my head

i furrow my brow in

concentration

and feel my eyes narrow

the rose starts to get fuzzy

around the edges

and soon it's a blur

but i let one word

take over my thoughts

"levitate"

i say it as calmly and clearly as i can

and all of a sudden

the rose is so clear

and sharp

that i feel a headache

coming on

but

i see the water

that the rose is held in

ripple slightly

and the rose is

an inch above

the tablecloth

i suspend it

in the air

for ten seconds and then

break eye

contact

gasping for air

i could her lieutenant

say

"well done" and pat me

on the back

i ask the waiter for a check

and bound out of the restaurant

hipsteramandarose • Opuss № I