Through nearby stringent parties,
I find that
Any human contact
Would be more than I could stand,
More than
I could even want
…
And I survey the things
I have owned
…
Earlier I’d
Walked out my door and imagined myself
Catapulting into the middle of the street,
And starting multiple bonfires
On each of the curbsides with my hands
Though only figuratively
Have I ever done this