If I'm

You led the way to off-white walls

and wooden floors and open doors

and birds and birds and birds

and all with dusty backs

among these books all leather-jacketed

but i could only find, in my own time,

the way to Arizona's yellow tent

afloat upon the lake.

And I'm alone but in another way.

I found a black bat tangled in a birch tree.

If I'm a body, you're a blanket on me.

If I'm a forest youre the field at my feet.

If I'm a corner that the dark backs into

you're the darkness that this corner clings to.

If I'm the mountain with the moon above me

I, the mountain, choose the moon to envy.

And there's a line on my palm

I know it's not very long

I know it's not what you want

but there's a light in the dark

and there'll be light if I'm gone.