Where did all the trouble fall when I cried at moonrise

A hole in the Earth in which hungry angels breed and sated devils sing?

If only a dance of frozen dog shit on the sidewalk had distracted me

If only I had been born as a moss on a rock, sitting on a tree

They sleep in the other rooms, tears crystallizing, smiles skewing faces

Knowing that the night is a globe upon a globe upon twinkle dust

Moments like this

I wish I could wither with change

I wish that his eyelashes were longer

Dreaded versions of himself

Lighted castes, castes on fire

If drum sounds fake Allah’s laugh

If only earlier this had happened, a zoom of lightning

Through me and my other selves, which awakened them

Now upright, streams gush out of everything but their noses

He was telling me to do it, my teacher

He was telling me to cry life and laugh death

No one heard, because no one was listening

No one except no one, I could not tell you his name