(not like the summer rain but!) summer sun
shining down, patching my skin and darkening my
freckles. I stood around on the rim of Saturn, and though
(he just may never). and I could feel the pain in my fingers
move to my feet, and up my knees where I am sinking
deep into the coast. (trying to be carbon) I realized I was not
connected. what I had was swept up, and I'm not swimming out
the bedroom window for it, anymore. I lost more then touch
and I kept starting sentences that I did not understand, and
I thought about forgetting. because my skin had grown so
cold, my plant bases. I know how close I got to it this time
that great star bursting in space while I was sky sailing, up
and over what was called heaven, but is now called California.