I’ve gotten close to the people
who have things.
I’ve wanted things all my life.
I got close enough inside the auditorium.
Close enough to vibration.
Yet, I still keep wanting.
My father did.
Is there any other way to live?
This is the best there is.
The other night was sacred for me,
I got close to what they have,
what I could have,
what I want.
I saw them inside the presentation hall.
What will I do next to justify myself,
to partition the unified and the endless?
Should I pour beans on a counter
and count them,
show up at a specific place and time
to do this?
Maybe I could use a computer?
I could ask for water too.
Or worship symbols, references, messages, anything.
I could give myself a name and
announce it to a mirror.
A particle can be the same in 2 places
that’s why Capitalism was designed
in his image.
Because there’s nothing wrong with unlimited wealth or resources.
A particle, or a world, or even a person
can be the same in 2 places at once.