on my own
owning everything and owing nothing.
perhaps our trajectories will intersect, splicing eachother at the exact perfect moment in time.
twinning time. two times that must be in need of eachother. multiplied.

until then i am on my own....owning it, everything and nothing.

in my bed and in my head i am the pacemaker.....
the time keeper, the keyholder.
aware of the solitude.

slowly unwrapping the soft guaze from my eyelids, letting in the cold.
squinting at the sun.
i am awake and it is okay.