just like that
I lose my sense of self
not in a good way
not a doorway to awakening
more like a forgetting
of who I really am
who we really are
twisted, tied up
in an emotional web
just like that
I become absorbed
but I long to be observed
all of the ways
that life absorbs me
another doorway
to observing
in this way
just like that
loss, sometimes,
can be an awakening