The mysterious disappearance

Of my precious
Inflatable
Pillow
Causing irrational
Irritability and
Frustration
How is it possible?
Such little space
So few belongings
And still
Items vanish
As if in a puff
Of smoke

I try to sleep
Or even just rest,
But with my head
On the rocks of my
Folded clothes
It’s all in vain
As the unfathomable
Little loss
Awakens
Feelings of
Powerlessness
in the many elements
Of this journey

Searching
For different possibilities
I finally rest
Knowing that
All will be well
In the end