but it wasn’t a rift
between us, it’s
just we’re on the
same fault. which
is always mine, i
can say it, mine,
but what’s it to
possess another
human? it’s nice
we never talk
like that. but
with such a
rumble?! i’d
prefer to be
super-human,
but maybe
rather than
fly (you know
how i am about
the sky), i’d rath
er hustle through
the crumbling earth
like, i don’t know,
underwater sonar,
and i’d be there
and back again
in no time flat,
only i’m not
saving the
universe,
nope,
just you,
after which
i’ll retire my
super-hero out
fit and we can
go wherever
you’d like—
but perhaps
someplace
where we
might could
explore alter
native disasters
(or maybe
even none
at all?),
that is,
if it’s
okay
with
you.
