little mice pirouette on flower stalks the stilts that keep them on the ground today. on the ground today. little lines meet up specters that reach infinity they swirl in the summer heat. someone’s kept a secret from us. meet up with my friends at the beach and it’s such a long drive. attach my hands to the wheel try to keep my tongue tied. they say what’s up they say what’s up. okay so there’s this box with white light shines like god in the middle of my room right now. of my room right now. i asked why so bright. why cast a shadow on anything.