Cautious I feel
The shape of my skull
Tracing the lines of anxiety
Smoothing them down
Tap tapping on my clavicle
Is anybody home?
Don’t know what brought me here
Or where I have to go
But urgency at three AM
Leaves me tapping on my bones
Checking their existence
Counting out their number
Who knows what could have happened
In the minutes that I slumbered
To my ribs, I scale down
Two hips
I have knees, I have toes
But I’m still tapping at my bones
Trying to recall how many vertebrae
I had yesterday
And how I’ll count them now