Psychic Paws

Closer

It’s getting closer
the colors stop blending
the knees stop bending
the sky and clouds 
are blue again
and I can count to ten

Words separate no longer
giving the illusion
I have some strange 
brain contusion
but rather maybe 
a temporary confusion

It’s getting closer,
the me to myself
myself to me
closer to who I might be
and further still 
to who I’ve always been

©Sandi Martinez