I noticed the hole today. It’s been there awhile; I just finally really saw it.

It’s really deep! I dropped some rocks but never heard a sound, not even clatter off the sides.

It’s pitch black; sort sucks up any light that tries to penetrate. Like a Black Hole. Just a big, black, sucking, empty, with harsh, jagged edges, Hole.

It looks like a sink hole, no pushed up rim. No “Hand-Of-God” strike from above, just fell away into nothing.

The rim is solid, I stand on the jagged edge and stare. Nothing. Just phantom images like gazing into a black crystal ball. Reflections of my mind, not the hole.

It’s in the way. I can go around, but I fear stepping or falling in. I can’t seem to get away; it follows me as I work.

It is tugging at me. Since I took notice, it demands my attention. A dread fascination draws me, but I find nothing. Really nothing! Beyond vacuum. Beyond empty. Really nothing!

I stand and stare. I walk away, and it drills holes in my back. I watch out of the corners of my eyes… still there.

I hunker down and mess with pebbles around the edge. Still staring I watch the images dance over and over.

Oh God, how I miss Dad!