Morning Levitation

Good morning, unsettled awesome — 
my whole body just cracked like a knuckle
and I rose above the bed
to the cobwebbed dirty ceiling.

There has to be a big reason for this:  magic
wasn’t necessary to reveal the extent of my sloppiness
and casual approach to housecleaning.
Maybe the spiders want to thank me for their habitat?

Am hearing voices.  Am beginning to shiver. 
Am wondering who died and made me delusional
or divine, and will there be a sign to tell me
upon which interpretation to rely?