For broken piano.
If every raincoat was a time machine,
An oboe jumping from a plane
Imitating an asteroid.
Explain this to me,
Why daisies have tusks
For a heart, and are ruthless
How the ground is green with loneliness,
With the joy of breathing its own song.
Explain the spring in footsteps,
How in the distance of your heart
You feel your heart
Take pause of the earth.
I hear the sidewalks rustle
In the still trees.
Living tigers for neckties. Under a penniless sky worth its weight in bold.