i awoke

in an old, abandoned school;

i didn’t

recognize the building itself,

but the old wooden floors

seemed oddly familiar.

i called

out for a teacher to help,

any teacher,

but they’d left long ago–

and i am yet a fool.

i walked

down a road, unpaved;.

i didn’t

recognize the road itself,

but i knew i’d been there.

i called

out for a god to help,

any god,

but they’d left long ago–

and i am yet unsaved.

–photo by me