it was in vain
this walking on tiptoes
some lessons are useless
I could jump I could jump
but I couldn't fly
when I first tried to exhale
my creases in black and my bent
my hands were black funnel
for your swallowing tongue
for your half sleeping eye
which tried to avoid me
now you can watch
the flight of the hippocampus
now you are free to forget
what you could not remember