Who Enters As I Leave

I wake in a memoryless room unlabeled and unanchored, a floating proprioception unhinged from time and place. The bathroom has moved beyond the present it is where it was once maybe. This room is homeless. Who walks now out of a past thought? Is she this other person who haunts another me? Who am I to gather up her reality, to piece her together or to deny her to sit next to me now here at the edge of this unmade bed? Enigma's holding hands, children seeking comfort in a Delphian land.