Split the Difference

The palm trees have their own consciousness
like you but different
because an inch of dream is worth its weight
in misshapen identities

like numbers slamming the radio shut

or the way a tear leans against your cheek

All the unimaginable
claiming the crushed velvet a slick conclusion
rattles in the moonlight

something to think about as your mind goes blank

executing a perfect jackknife on a dry dive
& not a single twisted spoonful of numb surprise