shedding

[justcloudy]

it's been a while. hi again.

Edit 2. Original thread here. 
 

Unforgiving moments of oublie
rip corners off my sense of self
and paper-like they glide away.
 
Chalk in hand, I recall 
a student can play teacher too,
but can’t feel my bouncing pigtails,
nor remember when I switched
hard plastic chairs for plush.
 
Eyes open in the night.
 
I stagger up with bladder bursting,
dissipating dreams more familiar
than this hallway hung with paintings.
 
Tap rushes to scrub my mind;
the mirror eyes me.
Water drips from her forehead, like mine
but she is more poised at 3am
than I manage on the best of days.
 
I trip back to linger
inside dreamland
so glue can stick me back.