you

i want it to be real
i can imagine it being real

because it feels good
and because
I have nothing else to gauge reality
from

my fingers hanging through the holes
of a chain link fence
and you're smiling on the other side
how people do
when they're happy

and if i had to dream cretaceously

i'd think we too might be something more
of a tar nature

because then we could emerge from the muck
and there would be excitement and there would be wonder

and there would be unpronounceable
latin terminology

and we'd be an
idea

of ourselves