around the corner
behind a pole
in a pile of leaves
among some bushes
within a crowd
under the car
buried in blankets
after nightfall
down a well
in another city
below ground
when I close my eyes
on the moon
blindfolded
face down in mud
below stairs
at another time
through some trees
in the closet
among treetops
under a bed
after the rapture
obscured by clouds
behind a curtain
during the blackout
beyond a horizon
in bright sunlight
under water