And for a whole
          year—
                    the world spun
          for you.

The world spun
                             for you—
          and you stopped it.

You stopped it like
                                 a dime
                         under
                    your
                                  ­                                              thumb.

Einstein was right:
Imagination may take you everywhere
But right now I am destination-based
And the road to the pharmacy can take me
From A to Plan B.

The cancer girl who wrote about the boy who wanted to throw his life away.

"I don't know how you can be so high and low in the same night."

"It's easy. I'm just highly lonely."

"You don't think it's bad, do you? That I keep
Finding myself in the people
I find in my bed on Saturday morning?"

Your words were so sweet—
I bet that when you lied through your teeth—
You got cavities.

Entire Cities Made of Paper


                                                         ­                            —If you have no free time
Duck your head when you run down the stairs—
                                                         ­ —You will forget what you used to enjoy
Leave at 7:30, not 7:33, the bus is always early—
                                                          ­                                       —In your free time
Paper Thursday, integrate over frequency, tomorrow, today—
Entire bodies made from numbers—           —Entire cities made of paper

I used to swim in seas of possibilities—Now I only drown in rivers of ink