Lying on my back in the bed

I look at my feet with the bewilderment

Of a traveller’s first glimpse

At some giant monument.

My body seems so much longer

Than what I remember.

What are these distortions?

Perhaps they are the wake

Of the epiphany which I crave

After it passes me by

For yet another night.

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