there’s a feeling
deep
in the pit of my stomach
and i can’t figure out
if it’s
Change
or Apprehension
or Jealousy
or what

but it’s there
and the faster i try to flee from it
the harder it holds on

so
perhaps
this is simply my companion
for the next few hours/
days/
weeks/
months

and i suppose i’ll try to make it an okay home