THE ABSENCE OF GRAVITYA room with a bed.
A female form enters.
Her scent is virginity.
She sexually comforts me.
We sleep.
“Wake up, Michael.”
My eyes open.
She knows my name.
I whisper, “Mrs. Fellowes”
She rubs my head affectionately.
She is neither energy nor matter.
She explains, “Human beings are no longer bound by energy or matter.
I’ve taken this form to best communicate with you.
We’ve been expecting you for sometime.”
As she stands, both of us nude,
I enquire,
“How long?”
Her answer scares me as I realize
I am surrounded by God,
“10,000 years.”
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