Boundaries

I drift off, into the corners.

They become round, I bounce

from wall to wall. This circle

is a boxed up Universe, tops


folded in. Empty space,

lets in the light, casts

shadows to confuse me.

I wish to remain centered.


My boundaries are felt deeply,

and they bring me comfort.

I do not wish, to go beyond.

I am fine in my space.


Yet, I continually seem,

to fall through the cracks.