I Have Misplaced My Reality

I have misplaced my reality. 

The star's smile turns to profanity. 

Walls are ceilings. 

My fingers are suddenly two joints shorter. 

Maybe it's in the drawer, my reality. Or is that a cave? 

I can't quite see through this sticky lightning dream. 

Awake is asleep, but I see you in my dreams where my eyes are finally open. 

Running across Christmas light tightrope lines-in space. 

Running through space? 

I have misplaced my reality. 

It must have slipped off my feet, much like a pair of socks for a bigger man. 

It must have slipped off my feet-fallen into the tub, whirl pool?             

How could I be spinning in reverse?

I sway to digitized, drowning music; its ripping me apart. 

I have misplaced my reality. Now, I'm floating within-standing atop-hiding beneath-crouching beside-nothing. 

Reviews

[H.L. Cerveise]

I love the line: I have misplaced my reality. I also like the line I sway to the digitized, drowning music; its ripping me apart. Music not only rips us apart but it also rebuilds us and shapes our reality. Very good. Enjoyed it.