6/20/2015

and tomorrow
maybe I will wake
sideways in my bed
and maybe leave the house 
sideways and move 
sideways off the map to a
somewhere else
all this time I have
only seen from the corner 
of an eye but 
for this madness I would
believe it were true
a whole new map
there at the end of
the world with strange light
always sunset or sunrise
and if I close my eyes
I can still pretend 
you are leaving 
or better yet 
you are arriving
and like I, think
this strange place
on the edge of 
everything is best
where the love we
have lost and the 
love arriving are
equal, precarious
precious and short as
life.