a chest
full of flowers—
open me
*
my thumb hurts, I say,
my dad’s favorite fix—drop
a rock on your foot
*
only a sip
and already I’m drunk—
desert after rain
*
my knee hurts, I say
and the world
breaks my heart
*
puddle, puddle,
puddle, puddle, puddle,
tear
*
why so serious
says the leaf
already gold
*
such a blessing
to be thirsty in a season
of rain
*
my heart hurts, I say,
and the old poet says
live by breaking
*
using a thread
to climb to heaven, the angels
toss me a rope