I woke up in someone else's life
new face
new toothbrush

I did the dirty dishes and had arguments
I toasted stranger-friends for their support
and suffered for the good of a foreign relationship

All the while my hands were not mine
fixing broken dresser drawers
gripping the steering wheel
waiting for two kids to stop screwing around back there

How long will this last…
This brand new face?
When I will I get back to whatever it was I knew before this?
Was I happier?
I don't remember now

I can still open the door when it rains
so its not all bad.
its just different