Pie in the Sky
by Jimmie Vee
“What was it like?”
Jamie shifted in his chair.
“The black bird was above me circling – slowly circling. It was enormous. I was scared, so small and so exposed. Like a little mouse in a great open field. It paid me no mind – but I knew that it knew I was there. I watched it watch me without trying.”
“How did you feel?”
“I felt helpless, absolutely helpless. It hovered over me, dark as midnight, like an approaching storm waiting to unveil its fury. Just circling and hovering. Dark, so dark - watching me. And then...”
“And then a white speck emerged in the center, just appeared. Tiny at first, and then it started to grow, steadily larger, larger until soon it filled the black space completely -Completely. It was amazing.”
Dr. Huffington listened carefully.
“You saw a white light?”
“No, not a light - a speck,” Jamie repeated, twitching some more.
“Mmmm, okay... Did you still feel helpless?”
“I felt it was a sign. A good sign. As the white speck grew I felt better. The speck took shape. It took shape and grew and began to turn. Slowly. It grew and turned, slowly rotating. Growing, spinning - Amazing. And then...”
Jamie buried his face in the folds of his shirt and cried.
“What happened next, Jamie?”
Jamie stared out the window for a long while.
“And then it crapped in my eye, that’s what happened,” he said, sobbing.
“So... I see,” concluded the psychiatrist.