okay. telescoping. a hotel was once sinkholed. kitestring: a verb i am not doing. halo for breezes. a heart was once a spool unwound. a soldiering of ants crooks the angling. past a window i am opening. it is strange that my city could give way on whim. best not to dwell. did you ever forget what the ocean was like? i am an ocean. april fools, i am actually an evolution of molecules made only mostly of water. a hotel once was full of people and then it wasnt. and then the ground was. i suppose if one was to fly a kite high enough, with a breeze strong enough, one could get to anywhere one wanted. i am dollars to donuts a giant bird foaming at the mouth with love. let me steal you an ice cream truck. let me blow you a kiss so hard the county turns tornado watch. if this whole entire earth is an anthill what would you be proudest of building? if this whole joke of us is not actually a joke but a truth as the sun is a truth then what do we do about all the land before, between us, past us.