I want to be the one creative writer
that sees behind the picture cards
and cuts his teeth on
shards of glass,

the one to pass between the
living and the not so fortunate
I want to be the ante natal scan
I want to see the man I am before I'm born
want and feed upon the first rays of the dawn
before the dawn of time
and be the ink of every line I ever wrote.

Imagining is taken down in
every lonely postcard town,
wish you were here
with rizla and two tins of beer.