Crescent_Moon

bending down
to untie my shoe

suddenly
my mind
goes blank

it's a mix 
of deja vu
and amnesia

familiar
but unknown

the world
is spinning
or maybe it's
all in my head

I stumble

Our hemisphere is leaning
toward the sun
basking in her heat

The leaves are starting to 
spread and unfurl

While sun and leaves
proclaim that summer is upon us
one thing does not feel right

Laying on a table
like the corpse of an animal
waiting to be dissected

White light
shine into my open eyes
and my eyelids cannot close
tight enough to block it

The scent of disinfectant
burns the inside of my nose