Laundry Day

February 11, 2011 at 4:08 am | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a comment

There’s a strange old man I sometimes run into while taking out the trash or doing  laundry.

He looks a bit undead. Not like a zombie, but like maybe he was brought back to life after having died. A new heart or a new brain. Both?

If he does hunger for human flesh he’s playing it very cool.

“Helloooo,” he says in an unknown accent while I move  my wet clothes from washer to dryer. Eyes glazed over and a large, unsettling grin. I greet him politely but hurry out.

He makes those of us who are still alive uncomfortable.
But who cares?
He’s got another 90 years in him, and tonight he’ll have warm sheets.