this is a new place i am in, and in it, i am lost. there is the shadow of a sun all hidden and delicious, there are the lines left on faces in the fadeing of daylight. there is me, walking, directionless, all by myself again, all by myself. yesterday i get on a plane in the knowledge i have done this before, in the knowledge that this is the repitition of something. and i step up and into it, and it steps into me, and i am no longer folded in these folded arms, i am no longer captured in the space between a body and a wall. and then, in a minute, i am crying in the hallway of an open room. i have lost my chest again, all swollen and exploded, all burst up and out and into the sky and disappeared. aah grief and solitude. but give me a week, my friends, just a week and i will find it.