Missing a step


feeling empty sheets

with alarm.

A bit of fear creeping behind

from the back of my neck.

Resting my foot down on the earth

back to normality

and slow 

detachable breaths.

Searching the space

behind my knees

where I expected to feel


With my two feet back

to firm stances

my conscious whirls

under the stress

of an empty bed.

I'm sleeping alone

feeling myself

missing a step.


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