Refuge Lost

there was this time

---- this space

i once occupied

where i could go

---- to find

me

everything is backwards

---- forwards

fast, instant, go go go

and somewhere in that

---- i am hiding

feeling like inertia binds me

flat

against myself

against a new life

there are no mountaintops

---- to scream from

no caves in which to seek refuge

from the pull of reality

just a tiny raft

built by a dream, a wish, a hope

flung into a turbulent sea...