I lay back like a canoe
and let my long hair
dredge the water.
The bluebird was really blue,
its breast an apricot in the sun.

I picked up a human skull
that had suffered long enough
and with my own two hands
smashed it against a rock.

I have never been to Denmark
but once at night walking
past a barroom in Chicago
I smelled something no one should have to smell
and helped him stand
and walk upright.

And once when my face was wet
with real tears, I opened
one eye to make sure
you were watching.

As a member of the world’s most
intelligent audience it’s only natural
you ask questions, all of which
I answer with that’s it in a nutshell:
you can hold it in the palm of your hand,
for it is all that is made.