There Is A Hand…

There Is A Hand…

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

the bloodstain on the wall still looks wet (but why would you touch it? Why? Would? You? Touch? It?)

the bloodstain on the wall still looks wet but there’s nothing literally…”no.thing" on the other side of the wall

there is paint there is plaster there is lathing no more than two inches deep and still the hand keeps reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

the hand makes no threatening gesture it does not grab or clutch at most it beckons

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

if it reaches for anything it reaches for the bed nestled against the far wall

it does not grasp it does not threaten

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

where did the blood come from?

we have checked there were no crimes here

no massacres no murders no sensual satanic sacrifices

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

there is our mystery! solve that and you solve everything!

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

whose blood? not mine are you sure is it red?

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

have we tried painting over the bloodstain on the wall?

have we tried tearing the wall down? replacing it?

no what if doing so only releases the body attached to the hand?

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

have we thought about moving?

yes, we have but there is no guarantee the hand would not move with us

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

whose hand is it?

would that we knew we could fingerprint it scrape off DNA but that would mean touching it and no body wants to do that

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

we live in this age too fast and maybe what makes this happen has not happened yet

maybe the hand is from the future and it is seeking a way back to a happier time

there is a hand reaching through the bloodstain on the wall

ghost cat at my door

ghost cat at my door

from "Eleven Addresses to the Lord" by John Berryman