I feel my back press against the ceiling of my room
I watch my body lying face down
I wonder at the sudden sound of a drill in my head.
I feel my outside body shake with the shock
Of being in two places at once.
I would have screamed had I lungs to fill with air
I take note of all I see
My bed covering, black and white stripes.
How neat the design, the lines rumpled now?
I pass on through the roof
Morning has not yet broken
I chase wild thoughts that can only be mine
Save but one, I would never covet my neighbour’s wife
Yet here I am, floating two floors from the ground
Staring at her through her lace net curtains…

©anitadawes 2020


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