“Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something.” –Thoreau

19 June 2010

Written on the train.

WINDOW SEAT

i am the big sky
the flat earth
i am the discus horizon
great blue bowl
of clouds
inverted
i am the firefly under
glass

the rosy morning
paints warehouses and
bridges rusty
as the yolk of the sun
crests my edges like
a seeping
fluid
and desperate

and
skipping between buildings
a fugitive
a cat
i spread my claws across
windowsills
which were never mine

i steal into you
i steal it from you
as the egg-sun retreats
back
into my hungry, stretching
mouth
as you lay down
your dreaming at my
feet

i am the thief you seek

i am the big sky
the black earth
i am the dream
inverted