Cul De Sac

his mind had entered a state of confusion numb blank and befuddled on one hand with walls in front and verges closing in behind enclosed in a mixture of discomfort and pressure to move stand still for a moment a voice quietly whispered with a chorus answering run for your life polarized messages a Jungian way of saying only uncertainty is clear he coughed up some phlegm a mixture of nicotine and discontent and tried not to give too much importance to the dreams he had had maybe there was an aperture in the partition in front of him there was a chance that the blind alley could see not a through road but rather a simple conjecture that could be refuted with patience and time three things he knew was that he would not turn back on himself in anger nor sorrow that an imprisoned state could serve as a prism and reflection would eventually lead him through darkness 19th February 2023 This or that volume 16 cul-de-sac sponsor Edvard Ibeh