Phoenix Street

‘Hey. What you're doing? Hey!’

   - I am in construction.
Renovation.
I renovate.
I am fixing the cracks.

   - This sidewalk was perfect
before you came here
with your pretty ideas!
I used to be able to walk home
following the
familiar cracks you
call ‘imperfections’.
Imperfections guide me ...
the safe knowing of
where I am at.

   - Look at the trees, Lady,
look around you,
follow the fences,
the gardens instead!

   - It's all subject to change!
The next thing I know
the trees will be cut.
I like them ...when
dressed in white winter.
I will remember them.
I will remember the sidewalk,
and will be missing
the cracks.
With my eyes closed

    - in here -

everything remains
wonderful
yet nothing exists.
I feel
invisible.
My words are
breath.
My steps
are light.
I feel full
of Nothingness.

   - I am in construction.
I build visible things.
I build the sidewalk.
I make it smooth
with my tools.
For Everybody to
move safely.

    - I am reconstructing.
From Nothing.
Fences and gardens
behind fences
don't interest me
to follow.
I don't care for new roads.
Why doesn't anyone
build one road that
leads ...