How Do You Do It?

They always ask me this

How do you make this life worth living for?

The sky falls out of my pockets in response

I sort through the stars, trying to find

The one that will fit

This human

Not just any old constellation will do

Because

It matters

Because

You aren’t repeatable

Or Steve

Or Lauren

You’re an unmatched piece

Of God

Hoping I find the stars

That can remember you

How do I know this?

A sly smile creeps up

I turn over the other

Sparkling fragments of

Life

Every moment I moved

Impossible to

I’m possible

Highways that seemed like they’d never end

Fists clenched

Heart bleeding out

Getting down on my own level

Looking that devil in the eye

“I don’t care how many times

I have to kill you

Bare handed –

Mark

My

Words –

I WILL

Save my own life.”

Tally marks flood the paper

Pouring all over the floor

They all look like

Love

Love that

Reaches out

Wrapping this

Broken

Barely pumping

Human heart

In hope

“I have a few ideas.”