Nothingness

"Well what is his name then if I am going to be his nurse I would like to know what to call him; this is very important in the process of healing."

"Just call me Dick."

"I wanted that to be my name."

We are inside an asylum upon a frozen brigade of distrust and hints of envy; we turn around, our buttocks are quite exposed through paper gowns, to see a precocious voluptuous white button up skirted uniform woman triumphantly stalking white knee high stockings.

"I think her shoes were Air Jordans....."

"You think she's a baller?"

Silliness is a sickness; we rely upon our dark humor. This land is nothingness; thus the situation of nothingness brought two runaway patients to an unlocked front door of a fortress without fortitude.

"I will call you both Dicks....."

If his face does not maintain tight lips and straight brows....

"Okay Dicks.....there is no medication here at all. We rely upon good old fashioned care. I am the head nurse. You may call me Hilda Bee because I am busy as a bee also my name is Hilda!"

She smiles Santa Claus' pink cheeks and glossy grey white waves.

"Here comes the elves!"

Fortunately for our bad behavior her fellow colleagues are striped peppermint candy canes; we placate an act of sweet smiles and gratitude.

"Miss Bee....."

"Yes Dick what may I get for you?"

"May we please have a change of attire. This draft is making us both ill."

"Oh of course I will be back with the white suits."

"The white.....suits?"

"Yes there are straps across the chest with hooks on the legs. A slight turtleneck and extra long sleeves just in case to keep the hands clean."

We acknowledge dress for the occasion is fitting.

Never ending night for a magnetic source; bold colors hue the sky. We gaze through windows reminiscing memories transplanted elsewhere.

"Listen Dick I must inform you of congical visitation."

"Congical visitations with who?"

"Your wife! Of course who else. Now please you wait here while I bring her to your room."

My palms sweat beads; Hilda the busy bee brings me a clean cloth.

"What are you here for anyways?"

"I'm here because I was a bad boy."

"I like bad boys...."

"You seem like a good girl. You should go with Hilda."

"Hhhmmm......I think I know you from somewhere."

"You're a beautiful girl."

"You're a pretty boy."

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"I want him to be you. I could marry a guy like you and have a bunch of kids."

"Really? How many?"

"Maybe five or six or more than that if I like you enough."

"Do you like me now?"

"I'm still thinking about that."

"Oh........"

Reluctantly for me this suit comes with straps.

"Dick........."

"Yes Hilda Bee!"

"You are very chipper, are you feeling better?"

"So much better!"

"Very good I will take you back to Dick."

"Oh goody....I do miss him so....."

"Do you really?"

"Yes I do.....Dick and I have a special bond."

"Well yes I can see that......you are both dicks."

I enter our room, Gemini is smiling; I frown.

"What are you smiling about?"

"What were you smiling about as you entered the room! I saw that smile!"

"Dicks.....is there anything I may assist you with?"

"Yes....Hilda.....Bee....."

"Yes Dick?"

"I do not want to be in this room with this man anymore."