moonstorms

i. before I'm 30 I want to die— to be buried Jewish even with the decorations & bodily equations laid out over my skin like tapestries of thought to have "Edge" read by a woman who leapt over the edge of sanity first but held out her hand to help me across the greatest divide to leave my body to the science of nature & all the crows that followed me from home to home, never asking why. ii. before I'm 30 I want to not die— to lick the condensation from the window of my life & see the world clearly for the first time, to be reborn to hear a song that tastes better than a cigarette & all the time I'v