One day I watch a photo float by
A book in my face
I raised my finger
To touch it
And merely sent myself sideways
And looking finally found
What it was I seeked
I shrieked
Unwound
Realized the whole time trap
Is real
Then I unreel
How could the face
Of my father
Be turning into leather
The crown my mother wore
Is tilting on top of her head
Death dare not approach
The ones I love
I will beat it back
Undo the tick
My finger knows this trick
I point
Create a reference
Anchor time to the ocean floor
And wave to the crowded room
Shuffle my papers
Clear my throat
And hope that stops the coffin
