On Waking I Find Myself In An Unknown Place
Waking to a Cornucopia of colour
I stretch, breathing in new air,
In an unknown city.
Hubbub surrounds everything
In bizz-buzz conversation,
Lurching upwards I stand
To newborn fate,
Another day, another place.
Not noticing me yet, I decide (or I must, soon)
Whether I want
To dance in the reflections
Of these unusual lights,
Embrace my new home
Or hide from them,
In case they hurt
My travel-scarred form.
I lie here, an unknown thing,
Alien to them,
Curious and enthralled,
Wondering at a sky I do not recognise.
I think I would like
To move myself,
Like they do,
Dance alongside them,
In hope that their cruel eyes
Are only reflections of the sea
As it brings us back to shore.
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