the light on Anza street draws me out
resuscitates me
pulls me from unconsciousness
blinds me sometimes but
leads me to little signs and clues
directs me to the outer lands
a way to, once again,
interact with dolphins
who ply the gold of sun spun
hydrogen two oxygen
who know how to come up
for air
i don't believe in the resurrection of gods or mortals
or any mythological creature for that matter
but i know what it feels like to be
given life again after feeling the world
close in
i know what air feels like on my skin and
what saline is good for and
when to use it
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