Where is me?

Fiunary, Scotland, July 1999

Where is me?

Did I wander off somewhere

And get caught

In a far off world

Where I was never meant

To be?

Where has this

Hard, contorted stranger

Come from?

So serious. So sad.

So not me.

Where can I find me?

Must I go back

And search

Every hidden world

Recasting nets

On endless seas?

Should I confront

The imposter?

Get mad. Get mean.

Force liberty?

Or should I wait?

Rest awhile.

Stop.

Unfold from fretting.

Be.

Prepare the way

For the bruised, confused me

To sniff the safe world

And come home.

Free.