the light is coming undone
the wind blows hard and hot
an archetype
a temptation
a floatation
and I’m preparing to watch the rest
suicide
this other person’s story
the click of light
the burn of sun
the getting over of someone
the getting under them too
the finding space in the social
perimeter
the parameter
wiggling the dagger
finding the millimeter
of humanness
some
try to pierce
some
arrive
and the wind is still hot while it belies the answer of a big, big question:
can i come in now?
should i use the side door?