I am draped across the planet
Belly down, limbs splayed, holding on as the watery orb
Spins through dark emptiness.
I ask, “Where am I?”
A breeze wakes my shoulders
A window appears at my back, shivers in its frame
Fights to keep the cold away, to keep me safe
Inside. Now inside
The simple room — dirt floor,
Rough wood and you standing before me.
Such a simple answer.