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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.
Copyright ©
Eric Ashford
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