i am home
but i am not

i am standing instead,
in the middle of a highway,
car headlights wink, gold and red,
as they fly by through the grey haze.

i am a celestial moon instead,
orbiting unsteadily at an odd angle,
tiptoeing around these flower beds,
daisies, dandelions and dahlia tangles.

i am not home
and i am.

and it is okay.
it will be.