I’m supposed to
know
where my right hand is
but my
heart doesn’t
seem to know
what language
reality needs to
be
spoken
through
Where are you
by the way
why am I
not where you are
hiding
I’m supposed to
see where
i want to go
but there’s nowhere
out there
where your
smile
occupies
the space that I
am
Where am I
if I’m not
where you are
free
