Woke up with it tingling
by tonestarts
· 15/02/2026
Published 15/02/2026 09:52
Woke up with it tingling,
that pins-and-needles jolt.
For a minute, it wasn't mine.
Just a hand, lying there
on the pillow, separate.
The lines on its palm looked alien,
a roadmap to somewhere
I hadn't been, couldn't place.
I traced the creases, unfamiliar valleys,
and felt a strange disconnect, like
it belonged to someone else's quiet life.
Not mine.