WATERMARK

you walk the usual path 
when suddenly you have passed 
through a doorway you did not see 
the landscape has changed 
the road signs are in a language 
you do not read there are maps 
but they argue among themselves 

the letters after your name 
are irrelevant your documents 
are incomplete the street signs 
disagree with one another 
animals in the fields seem 
slightly sympathetic but they 
are otherwise engaged 

there are no directions but 
it does not matter as you 
do not know where you are 
all the arrows collide and fog 
is falling / you cannot see 
who you are / you do not 
know where you are going