my nose

I woke up and my nose was missing again.
I started and wept tears of admiration and utmost profound joy.
“How could this be?” I admonished through my tears?
They were wet, and I found them soon to be unpleasant.
It promised to be a cold and unpleasant day throughout.
I soon found my nose—it was where it usually is, but just a millimeter or two to the left.
A hair to the left really.