Escape To Disconnect

"I need you to relax. Please, I can't hold you down while we do this. Pam, please calm the boy down. I can't risk hurting him anymore" a hand runs though my hair. "Shhh son. You'll be okay, I promise. Go to your happy place. Go far away from here...

As I look over my shoulder

I see you

and the sunset

your hair dancing in the wind

The strands do a red tango

across an invisible dance floor

and you whisper something 

in my ear- 

I can't quite place the color

but I couldn't care less.

You laugh at the joke

I crack, and roll over

on your side

messing up the blanket

spread out on the grass.

The wind is picking up-

the dancers are in cut time now

and twice as amazing.

I take a blurry picture 

of you

You laugh at how awful 

you look-

But I couldn't care less.

We see the sun kiss

with the horizon-

and the beach is empty

except for the squirrels above in

the big pine

This is perfect

this is a moment I never want to end

But-

My fingers are afraid

but yours are not

They find me first and 

intertwine like the few
fleeting moments we spend
in each other's shadow.

You stare into the eventide

and you have never looked 

more red-yellow.

I say to myself 

'What a wonderful-'

"You can relax now; the tube is in and you should see that bag fill up with fluid. Call in a nurse when it reaches that line. I know you'll be tough, but we gave you some of these to take the edge off a bit. We're here to help you pal, so don't hesitate. You've got quite the story to tell."