I have a restless heart.
Like a kite on a string,
always tugging in the wind.

There are days like today
when I forget where I am.
I fill a saucepan with water,
place it on the stove,
then can't remember why.

I'm half a world away
flying sky high
in another time and place.

The fickle wind drops
and I'm hurtling to the ground
bracing myself for impact...

I wish I could remember
how much it hurts to fall.