I don’t live there anymore,
downtown streets,
picking glass up on the shore,
falling in love every week or two,
watching bad movies.
One day
I sat for a long time
in one place.
I don’t remember how many stars
I counted,
saw the moon rise and fall,
watched airplanes fly overhead
and prayed for their safe journey.
In a very real way I wanted my life
to be in one place.
My heart to cross one bridge
and destroy itself behind me.
I wanted existential time
to disappear, and my life be simplified.
I wanted to say if someone asked,
where do you live,
I can reply,
here,
to everything else,
I don’t live there anymore.