That day I saw the body off a half-foot dragon fly
At the base of the stairs like a sign from a revenant god
I was coming home from the laundromat
Where the machine ate my quarters and detergent and spun my sheets cool and dry
Sucking on ice cubes at night
The smell of Tic-Tacs wafting through the air
Coloring book walls in every alley like a knockoff 90s West Berlin
Kowloon buildup
A mile high
Pull out my blackened tooth
From my room I see it all
A 30 pound bucket of rocks
A ficus, bromeliad, and Boston fern
A stupendous leg of granite discovered standing by itself