Uncomprehending
blindfolded
she turned
slowly at first
then twice more
feeling
her way
so sure
as something
familiar rose
up to her nostril
she knew that scent
twitching…aahh
where did it go
she stopped, unsure again
lost in a sea
of nothingness
darkness pervading
every atom
of her being
so still...
was anyone breathing
she thought, or
had they left her?
A dark whisper
came to her astute ear
she stepped forward
uneasy and
tentative at first
then quickly
stuck out her hand
and connected
“Gotcha” she said
as she ripped
off the blindfold
such a fun game
of Blind Man’s Bluff…
“shall we play again?”

© nomadicrhymer