lost

lost
in sleep
half awake
dislocated
in space
in time
invisible
body
pivots
at the hips
back and forth
unable to orient

are we facing
the door?
the wall?
the window?
the refrigerator?
where are we
in space?
in time?

until
like sand
after a seismic wave
we settle
back
into our familiar shape
and reality
like dust
floats
on.

November 7, 2019