time out of joint
like a phantom limb sprain
I am used to these moments
occurring
by now. But you're not asleep
now,
and you won't be
for hours.
And I get up,
set to sit down
to the wrong meal, washed down
by incongruous beverage choices
and then go out, wondering why
it all seems too late
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