Monday, June 2, 2014


Night after night after day after night
the poetry I want pours into
the things that don't make sense
and God rewrites his secret codes
in a particular humour
like this joke that is my life

But not my only life,
because I never planned to only live once
but over and over and under and all the way through
Until neither of us even care which way is up
because I'm already breathing here
deep underwater, giving the dream away.