“everyone wants to know

what I saw on the long walk

away from you

I couldn’t eat

and didn’t sleep

for an entire week

I can hardly picture any of it now

save the fox I thought

was in the grass but wasn’t

I remember him quiet

as a telescope

tiny as a Plutonian moon

everything else

was wilding around us

the sky and the wind

the riptides and

the rogue comet

blasting toward earth

do you remember this

I introduced myself

by one of the names

I kept back then

the fox was so still

I could have called him anything”