everything breathes
but not everything
only faded flecks of paint
an old mist
broken cocoons
the starry sleepwalk of a disregarded road and
crowds of mice and unearthing cicadas
to watch the gymnast of light
you can watch, too
a firefly stir
like wet bandages
floating
and you can watch,
the electric amber hum
dismount
light's devastating vault for the sky
and you can listen,
it sounds like opening a soda can
forever