Who told that child to play ball on the square
and make my heart leap up and down,
resounding like a slow drum?
Sometimes we all need to roll in the dirt
I never knew God made so many people or all these bodies created just one god
but every life rules me like a god
Whose lazy footsteps keep coming around?
For a thousand minutes I gaze at the chipped edge of a china bowl
A thousand minutes together make a night
Black loneliness drips black tears
Tilted dusk collapses on me
I plug my hands into the night
and hold on as if I could fall at my moment
Why am I nervous about losing my life
when I have other things on my mind
I need to get rid of first?