As i was disappearing

i discovered a keystone;

i found passwords and user names, websites

tools i’ve been building for years

without telling myself,

to create my own world

with its own colours,

it’s own laws of physics,

it’s own grammar and philosophies,

its own qualities i appreciate


like pink and black skies

like heat-vent wind

like planes falling from the sky

crashing into the field

i lay down in

calm in the strange homecoming


you can’t see or hear this world

and you only have my word

to believe or not


later you told me

you wanted me to come back

you helped me find the pieces

and put them together


i asked why

why did you do that

it was so reassuring to be there

why would i want to leave?