Not A Single College Credit (poem)

 

Not A Single College Credit

happen to believe in love 
in the shape of crumpling temples
pyramids, morals and fear

.

happen to have a place to go, a need to get there and a ground that won’t stop sucking me into the earth.

here I am leaping tree to tree.

here I am hand over hand on power lines.

here I am taking a break, eating a handful of peanuts, then washing my face in a gas station bathroom.

now I am feeding my high school diploma to a mutt sleeping in this doorway beneath a flickering light.

hi everyone, I’ve never felt perfect, or classic or carved from precious stone

.

hi everyone these are my hands full of clean water and this is the dog drinking from the hands before it walks out into the dark.

before I climb another tree.

before I scale the low lying cloud, my work ID swaying on my shirt, reeking of jet fuel.

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