2000 foot dive

my eyes always look wrong

for they are not inside my head

seeing why i eye i

with the sounds of pain or surprise

i’m not quite ready for

for i was gazing at something else

instead of where i was walking

*

the shadow knows

no body but

look how whole it is

*

try to keep up

by keeping up try

and by not buying bye

but holding onto to it

till you’re tried and tired,

a shuffled and upkempt i

*

there is so much

bad poetry

because in

bad poetry

there is so much

that could just be

distilled to what is

in because

*

i am the son of icarus

with ambition skyward

but i am afraid of heights

and don’t quite know how to dive

yet either

still

the city

all sky and mirrors

holds me

in the same panel as

the sun

peeling off yellow

that swims into me

as i look above and away

breathless

or maybe drowning