Perhaps if God turned the world upside down,
people might finally see how my drowning is the sky
and how my living is the sea.
Perhaps if God put air in the water.
and water in the sky,
people might finally understand
why striking a match is not to die
but to burn the realness that
terrifies me the most.
How can you be meant for a world,
where you can live where others would die,
and would die where others can live.