if there was enough
time
I’d use it for this one
night
stood me
up
in a coffee
cup
puddling around the
willow
treeing the
cities
and alarming the
beasts
night owl lip-
ping me
until I say
silly things
“Would you rather know how you die or when you die?”
“I’d rather know when I die”
just so the last five
years
I can
crazy myself
sometimes I think I am the only
one
thinking about thinking I am the only
one
who is thinking about
how I’d rather
would you