Posted by: David Weimer | November 24, 2013

“#3” – A short story excerpt from my upcoming collection of short stories, “Situations of I”

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Silence is the backdrop on this stage. No actor stands. The man lies on the floor in a reflective pool of his own blood. The blood has poured from his body like a vessel of blood tipped over. This empty cup is laying on its side, hands still, head resting peacefully, both legs unmoving.

The empty man is laying on the stage.

Here.

“The show must go on”?

This is the show.

The body is cold.

It used to be warm, of course; he had lived his entire life warm.

I should know.

This particular lighting is familiar. Very familiar. All of it is focused on the figure at stage front, mid. Unmoving bright spotlights converge on the shape. Maybe this is causing the surface of the body to become slightly warmer than the still, dark theater.

The floor is fortunately level. The slowly congealing blood pool is well-defined and confined by its hardening edges. Blood has sunk into and penetrated the gaps between gritted black-painted hardwood flooring. Below, four smaller puddles contrast their rich, darkly-reflective, deepening color with a dusty concrete surface. Dripping, wet-looking thimbles dangle motionless in the four-inch gap. Drops have ceased their steady falling.

Back up top, on stage: the heavy crimson curtain hangs, gathered, on both sides of the performance area. The regular folds are the dark color of dried blood. A black curtain hangs ominously behind the acting space on the last of four parallel horizontal lines two feet apart from each other.

Empty stage. Dead man lying in blood. Converged spotlights. Rows of seats in an empty, darkened theater.

Perfect.

 

© 2013  David W. Weimer

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