The Ceiling
What are you looking at?
why are you in that tub with a blindfold?
Pulled across to one side of your head?...odd
Do you want to see or no?
Do I know you?
There is no water in the tub. and its so cold in here at least 60 degrees...
This bathroom is unusually large, walls are bone white, but dirty..
large as a dinning room for 30 guest or more.....and you are in the centre of it
Why won't you talk or say something?
Are we in a old dinning room?
you are just staring at me with one eye covered.... this won't help you know!
Okay obviously you want me to figure out another clue...
I can do that, but you must answer my questions
please?
Who are you, why did you bring me here?
and what are you staring at on the ceiling or are you just day dreaming
hmmmm............. this is weird.
Should I whisper make it warmer in here?
I will sit here until you give me something, an answer.....
why am I in a bathroom with a naked you....
A naked pale white woman with a hunter green satin blindfold
Did you know Elizabeth too?
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Copyright © Fiona Chambers | Year Posted 2013
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