I let my body Rock itself to sleep Place phantom arms around me Listen to my mind Have an invented conversation With a phantom voice Somewhere Beyond my damaged hearing Trilling music plays It promises A dance to the moon To the edge of love I don’t believe it. I wake On a grey mist morning It takes me a moment To come back to myself My eyes stay shut Glued by restless sleep For a heartbeat I am alone with myself. For a moment I am without regret. Standing With my back to the world In the middle of my missing home I am asleep But my hands and my feet Do what they know to do. They carry me To places where I shouldn’t be And no longer belong. Standing still I reach places I’ll never get to go. I’ve made my choices.