you you you walking phantom limb, human hole in the wall, only
exist due to the absence of something else / something solid &
necessary / I’ve got news for you & it’s really bad: the ground shook
& everything collapsed & we couldn’t save anyone / it’s a bummer,
I know / tyler, 9 years old, jumps off the swing & breaks his ankle.
I say, ‘what did it feel like on the way down? did it feel good did it
feel soft & brutal?’ / tyler says it felt good it felt soft & brutal / hey –
guy waiting for the bus, here’s a tip: the more you say ‘i’m not crazy
i’m not crazy’ the more people will think you’re crazy / it’s actually
a law of our universe that the harder you fight against something the
more obvious it becomes to everyone that you are the thing you’re
fighting against / it sucks I know it sucks it’s such a shame / tyler,
12 years old, gets angry & punches the wall, breaks two fingers. I
say, 'what did it feel like before the hit? did it feel calm did it feel
hungry?’ / tyler says it felt both godless & forgiving / put your ear
against the sidewalk & listen to the human commotion of feet &
hearts / it’s saying 'it isn’t your fault.’ / I get nervous at the idea that
some people actually believe anything they do is important