I forged your signature-
the A and the ending E
ran into each other, as if they were
proud that we did not share
the same letters that made us up, and pulled
There is nothing worse than knowing you will not
I wished on Yellowstone erupting,
forcing the west to take you in
and then freeze you out.
There are books that tell us of end
times, and none of them mention your name.
I took (y)our children to the end
of the desert, found the tallest mountain (peavine peak)
Your heads could find the end
of the precipice, your skulls pierced like plastic…
There are turtles, otters that have been tricked by you
and your discarded six-pack rings.
I hoped parallel lines would combine us,
when instead they divided us.
Euclid said things
that coincide with one another are equal
but he did not argue with you.