gone

i’ve lost a world
inside of me. Daily

i’d take her out, all twinkly
& alive, humming with
an energy oblivious to
confinement. I’d

take her out, turn her
gently round in my
upturned palm, lovingly
put her back inside for
safekeeping. Today

she wasn’t there: perhaps she’s
hidden in a vessel in my
brain, perhaps she’s wandering
disconsolate among the remains of a
longforgotten dream. Either

way she’s gone now & i don’t
know how/when/if i’ll ever,
ever get her back.