the hair on your fingers
the hair on your toes
the hair in your mouth from
laughing too hard
everything can be found elsewhere
for some other reason
than the one you first thought
and now i know that here
right here
on this cement
next to the palm tree
dying for the winter
that we are how we set that table
that the dish can be a bowl
the fork can be a ladle
and the kettle can
hold more than just tea
and trinkets of the past that
you can't trust your
dresser draws to keep
because here i am
next to the blocked stairwell
and i know that i am elsewhere
somewhere new
because i chose a different reason
than the one given to me