1.
If you’ve ever smoked phencyclidine,
you know that one reason things are
concrete
is because you believe them to be.
I’m trying not to marginalize myself,
but I’m having some trouble,
so I’ll tell you to imagine these things
as if they were true to you.
After all, if our lives come down
to only a few moments,
mine are mine
only by proxy.
2.
There’s no easy way to tell you
that I’ve seen two people
try to end their lives.
Purpose becomes them
the way it becomes everyone.
Their eyes reflect the windows
of small charter planes
that tip their windows
to watch the ocean like a wall.
I was a pilgrim,
walking away from myself
in the middle of a street
closed for a block party.
My friends raced on the sidewalk,
and I rooted for them both
until they melted into the asphalt heat
at the top of the hill.
3.
I want you to understand something
here if nowhere else.
It takes light a million years
just to leave the sun.
By that time, it understands
how the world should be.
It tells me,
bricks are red
and streets are black.
When dusk settles down
like a housecat beyond the horizon,
the world forgets
how it’s supposed to be.
Nothing divides the horizon,
nothing keeps us from the sky.



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