Elastic Girl

Since you’ve been in Turkey, 

neither one of us can sleep.

Day is night. Night is day. 

8 hours of misery! 

I dream and toss restlessly

while you go about your day;

Living your life ahead of me

the clock carries you away.

My mind expands the miles

my body loses depth

and I become almost invisible 

as I stretch the psychic stretch.

Then I am elastic girl 

breaking free of space and time.

Meeting you in future memories

to dance in spiraling rhyme.