TIGHTROPE

my voice does bend through alleys

and bounce off all the buildings

as I'm calling for you

it's the call I don't remember anything before

it's the melting into the streets like water

running through cracks in pavement and into gutters to find you

and it can look like high rise hotel rooms

and it can look like soccer fields with deaf orphans

and it can look like an observatory at night

and it can look like a room that's a camera

the light bends in and upside down

as my voice bends up and out and around

for you

and you call me

and I find you

at the other end of the tightrope

and I say, thank you

thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you

this tightrope

the most steady ground I've found