Unknown Time

Hands on the cord
and sun rising to my eyes,
warmth on my skin;
gold painted skies
Eyes glance to the clock
no familiar tick in the air,
nighty touching my thighs
like the mess of my hair
Nose fills with wisps of coffee
whilst my feet dance downstairs;
stillness and silence around,
my ears hearing their declares
Feet on the stone floor
and gravel between my toes,
what time have I woke in?
No body knows.