A ritual might be asking these elephants what the hell happened, and why.
What do fireflies eat, I’d ask / this poem’s naturalist / if it had one
Our friendship is based on the realization / that neither of us knows what we’re doing / but we’re doing it at full speed,
Dude comes in, you’re fairly blinded but whatever, there’s a line.
When we first learn / to walk, it is a rebellion / against water.
a fish renouncing the river /in the closed jar of night
it is in our nature to survive
Somewhere in this world, a group of people still hold me responsible for the stupid decision my friend made in my presence.