I look at you and you seem to be in the distance somewhere, I could separate my thumb from my index finger and pick you up I could do the same to the trees little branches outspread like hummingbirds, the attractive male ones, the very same size I wonder why nature is so bad at bringing us together that soulmates and sisters can be born ten thousand miles apart but sometimes that is better, when the world becomes a doll spread her creaking lungs made of my fingernails and you are a doctor, put her in your pocket the dust will be her feed I wonder if you would seem closer if I did not wear clothes, if the landscape would open up for my natural form give me wings instead of claws, I wonder if everyone would feel better if it was okay to be naked, if everyone wanted just each other.