Impossible Things

He was very young, he knew
that he relied on others to think, live, and survive.
The boy was an unknown planet
in an unread comic book.

His friends were imaginary warriors..
He himself, could not fight the real world,
but the world fought him tooth and nail.
Only the heroes of his mind stood a chance
to put the world to right’s.

Over the few years that it takes for
impossible things to fade,
he grew up thin with thought,
he understood that he was alone,
even in a relationship, even in a crowd.

He would whisper advice to himself
as if he were another person.

A slow realization dawned:
he was that other person;
that this planet was created
from the electromagnetic visions
of impossible things,

a school room of sorts
one on the head
of an immense pin of light,
where he was both teacher
and the taught.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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