i take care of each new fire like a limb.
kneeling, i tell my catastrophe it has my eyes.
the family is burning down the house one tv at a time.
with my telescope, i walk out into the middle of a hurricane city.
the wind sings dead people songs & the rain
comes down like wedding rings. a disaster is also a great love.
when i lost my doorways, every night i made a coffin
for my memories to lay down in. you can grieve so much
it becomes a being. putting my grief in a stroller,
i deliver it down to the crater at the edge of time
where cats turn back into birds. i say "this is when
you destroyed my world." the comet laughs like a child.