HISTORY
9.5.19
Philippines II
sometimes i still roll up the little piece of paper
fancy i can move it with my mind
being in you, is kind of like that
breading hair under water
experiments
with static electricity
rubbing balloons on you head and sticking them to walls
talking to the oldest youngest physicist
who reminds me – there’s always a blind spot
and that makes vision perfect
like
how now matter how hard i try to move this tiny object
with the vastness of my heart
it will not budge
but what is inertia – to magic
like that
realizing things will never move on their own
but knowing they will still move
singing hallelujah until you cough up blood
cause the devil came from minds
but he left with our hearts
and a piece of it beats this country to life.