Sometimes
I pace
walk stairs
wander
doing anything
other than
what I am trying
to do.
Most nights
I remain
where I should be
where I should
eventually
wake up,
with the exception of
turning
left
up
right
up
right
left
wishing I knew
the secret.
If I could only
find the exact combination
the right sequence
the precise routine
or knew
the correct code –
up
up
down
down
left
right
left
right
B
A.
But for some reason
I remain on this side
of consciousness,
estranged
banished
locked out
of the dreamworld.