dates a
cousin of
mine. She’s
older, from
Ohio.
It’s said
in the news
he’s going
through something…
They stay at
an upscale
hotel, in
a room
on the
fortieth
floor. The stairs
are outside
the building
and wrap
around it.
I have
trouble
going up,
so does he.
All eyes
are on us.
My cousin
waits at the top,
looking down.
Just before
getting to
her, I fall.
It’s exhilarating.
I’m no one
again.
There’s milk
in the fridge.
I have no
fear of heights.
Joaquin
Phoenix
is no one
to me, or I
to him.