always

the new rooms are better than what i am used to

large with windows that overlook

black wires that cut a sad steady sky

these inherited uninhabited interchangeable rooms

i choose one and lose it so that i am always lost

everything shifts and i can see only up to a foot ahead of me

this labyrinth is in my mind

to foster this fear that is in me like my prayed-for child

even as i try i must find a room

any room that is familiar or one that feels safe

so i can sleep