when I could’ve been trampled by elephants. there
was this guy, two, three times a week he’d rub a stone
on the street corner lamp post. why so, I asked of him.
to keep the elephants away, he said. some thought him
odd, but gotta say, yea, no elephants, not one.
when that relationship became a fork. you know the
one. the one that went the other way. like smoke,
me following. felt like dying, didn’t it. over and over.
some seeds, harder than others are. I didn’t die.
when being lost felt like being dead. but,
I didn’t die when I died.
every day is being on the brink.
now. still now.
when words arrived like leaves.
when I was afraid.
when I smiled.
when you smiled at me. I didn’t die.
look, really look
Pneumatic Arts Flying Trapeze Arise Festival 2019
Cogi Haggerty Nat Street Blair Aued Jordan Tribble
Live, Love, Fly an act called, “Consciousness”
if you’re wondering, poem came first, then the pictures.