the immensity at best divides us from ourselves
when i wake
it fills the room. when i sleep it fills my mind.
and i lie still as my body grows
or shrinks . i’m not sure which .
and i worry that my head is not
the same age as my heart
given that things at different altitudes
are not the same age
the higher the altitude the older the thing.
time goes faster at higher altitudes
and that.s why i stand on my head
so often. i would hate for my
young heart to misunderstand my
old and soggy throat
because everything of my body
is a different age
unless i sleep all the time.
it happened when i started to walk.
a lot changed when i started to walk.
perhaps the chimpanzee
drags his knuckles so that his head and
his heart are of a similar maturity.
perhaps it would be better to
lie down for now.