Article 10

Today you climbed onto your roof to stare at the lights in the sky
and you felt like if you reached out your hand far enough
you could touch god
and that maybe if you did
he would listen
maybe he would forgive you
maybe, just maybe, you could forgive yourself
and you laid there, not speaking, not breathing
until the clouds stopped moving
and it started to feel like the stars were the only things alive
up there
or maybe you were
maybe you were the center of the universe
and it spun on your axis
like maybe you lit up the sun
like maybe you were the real reason the west was won

today is your independence day
which is why you are sitting here writing this
instead of calling him
each word makes the distance between you
that much further
each minute is like sand between your fingers
which is all that he's becoming
which is all that you've become