Eggshells are things better spared
Than to have my weight imposed upon them
Not unlike that time
My presence was demand-requested into the debriefing on a near
tragedy
Concerning which I was quite pleased to have been present and helpful to the only real suffering individual concerned
As far as I was concerned
Until I had to sit through the
HISTRIONICS
of the affected cohort group
who
while
I have no doubt
sad for their anguished companion
Were probably a little more sad not to have been present
And to not have the opportunity to have really joined with her in her suffering
An uncomfortable realization:
I had been present
For all that glorious anguish
I got to see the empty package of generic pain-reliever
the drained liquor bottle
I got to call the ambulance for Christ sake
And now I was the only one request-demanded to the debriefing
Because I was witness
The first-hand conduit
of all that suffering
For this beleaguered group
I was to be the Fluffer of their Shared Anguish
And I suppose I gave it to them
Good
I was recently unfriended on Facebook
by the fellow who demand-requested that I be there
All he indicated was
Something about my cover photo
which depicts an angry self-absorbed man
dressed ironically as a sad clown
Ok, see my words at
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This one is just damn good. So many storylines captured. So much to say.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad it comes across! Such an obscure, unusual situation and circumstance--wasn't sure if there was anyway to make it connect.
DeleteDefinitely comes across. I really loved the way you captured the sense of concern but also "grief-mongering" for lack of a better word, of the others. The both/and of being the front row witness to something tragic, of it being terrible and kind of wonderful all at once...the jealousy of those who were not in fact "the first hand conduit of all that suffering". I loved the line "I was to be the fluffer of their shared anguish". Well, that pretty much says it all, doesn't it?
DeleteAnyway, hopefully I'm reading this right. I kept thinking of it in a longer more theatrical form, like a play.