Cabin in the woods.

Where I feel isolation.

Where I feel separation from everything.

But my mind travels distances that my body can't make.

I find it hard to sleep with this oncoming dream, I recite, "I see you."

This room sinks below.

Underground tonight.

Is your room sinking too?

I lie in the hide away bed.

An attempt for the best to awake my sleeping life.

Death is contagious. Death is courageous.

The phone was crying tonight, but I can't answer its call.

(Wake up, wake up)

With a purpose to react to this loss of response. "I'll find you."