A desert island
Configurated space
I lay
In a bed of sand
With blistered skin
I attempted to grip
What was once mine
Soaking up the shadow of an immense marble figure
Crudely sat against this flawless stone??
My thoughts walked away from me
Raw eyelids
Left to dry in the sun
For too long
Or not long enough
I can't even relate to myself anymore
What have I become?
Where do I belong?