cappucino cream wafers

after six hours of sleep
i hauled myself all over the city
to purchase a myriad of items
not the least of which was food
and the woman at the checkout
with whom i seem to have some
cosmic connection, recognised me
and asked me where m was.

is that pathetic?
i can't decide.

i've become soft and malleable again,
wrapped all gauzy in quietude.
it's only dangerous
when i miss the chaos.