Almost Dark Enough

Alternate possibilities like music plus
some sort of monsoon balcony
filthy with your fingerprints
every empty beach parking lot from
Zuma to Santa Cruz
where martian fogbanks bump up against your
forehead even if you don’t cross that white line
although you can always fake it
take the long way back
built from the ground up
like sunset in a parallel universe
scrawled in crayon colors on the wrong side of a cloud