I see
I see a playground
from the doorway.
The sun is shining on it
like an oven.
Beyond the playground is a
baseball field.
It is deserted.
A basketball court
tops it all.
There, it is full of people.
I see the tall grass
still growing with the
heating of the field.
And I see myself
out and away from all of that.
One day, I walk down the street
and see a girl.
She is not alarmed
to see me but she looks at me,
and looks away.
The girl is tall
and has glasses.
I ask her her name.
Her name is my name.
I ask her,
who her parents are.
Her parents are my parents.
I ask her,
who her sister is.
Her sister is my sister.
I get frightened
and run away.
I spend the rest of my life
thinking about that day
when I met
me, myself and I.
How do you Breathe?
"How do you breathe?"
"How do you weave?"
Asks the Martian.
"How does a Robin sing?"
"How does it grow a wing?"
Asks the Plutonian.
"How does a tree grow?"
"How can one plant and sow?"
Asks the Uranian.
"Me", says God.