Man in a Chair

Man in a Chair
by Gabe Redel


In the center of the room
is a chair.
A light circle is illuminating it.
The walls have nothing on them.
It is bare, blank, not even hospitable
to a bug.

Every so often
a man will appear
seated in the chair.
He will be like the room.
Emotionless, expressionless,
blank to anybody who looked at him
if they even knew
that he was there.

Time for this man
passes slowly.
Every second is counted.
Every dream is noted.
His memories and experiences
are all lived completely, deeply,
as if he were living them
for the second time.