King of Sandbox

I've always tried to be a good person but that

suit doesn't look good on me. They say I've got

a song to my step but I've always been a little

tone deaf the weapon I choose is a double-edged

sword. I like to think the world is made of earthquakes

and sound and that every time you sleep you become

yourself. Once at a flea market I pet a wolf and its eyes

were a wildness that reflected my own soul but the man

that cheerfully held the leash attached to its neck said

"Don't worry, he won't bite." It made me remember a

time when I played Death and that a trickster lives

between the words yesterday and tomorrow, making

coats of our lateness. I've never prayed to a god but

I've prayed to sand and dusk and for the days when you

clung so tightly to the war even after you lost your left

hand to the fight. Once in a dream I lost myself in the

deepest part of a lake and politely asked my body to stop

existing. Because I kept trying to curse the people passing

on the street especially all the young people who still smell

like milk with their mother's lips still pressed to their

foreheads. Once at a fair I held a baby alligator and for a

while I became an impossible reptile so I could hold an

ocean's tears between my teeth. I couldn't stay a reptile

forever though so I carved out a box and named myself King.

If this world is a marble held in the hands of a twelve year old,

I am a martyr. If this world is a complicated thing that only

exists to exist, I am nothing.