it exists only where
it happens, I said,
pulled my heels over
my head and moved like
Schrödinger's cat around
all that wasn't there
the bloodthirst of my
small regrets, the files
I kept on piling up,
the hooks I simply
couldn't grab, the
plastic-sheeted facts,
and every night
a spinning fleet of private jokes
was airborn from my sheltered roof,
and every day
the garden bloomed
a life full proof