JANE (1986)
I dreamt
I was
a weightless ribbon
an astronaut
alight
in a lilac hurricane of sunlight
on the first morning
of flight
I am alone
in the warring morning
with a lit cigarette
I flick it off a bridge
when my flesh gives in
high above a lagoon of lights
past traffic
past freeway
do not enter
into the past
I stare and watch cars everywhere
stuck
together all over town
I am in love
with rows of planets
and comets
coming into view
toward a queue of clouds
I am drunk
on this highway we loved
a boom of smog
meets me then a tensile curve of the road
a forest of homes rise
with lilies
to meet us
I’m tired of being told
the world won’t be worth much
in a million years
though it can’t be true
or must never be
how difficult
it must be in this body
believe me in this flesh
watch this car fly
in the distance
cargo ships sail
we fly well past tomorrow
like a god
through the night
thick with stars