today i was reading about all these conceptual crimes
where people go into houses
and empty all the cupboards
placing all the dishes neatly on the floor or counter.
or turn the thermostat up to 90
so all the floorboards warp.
this is the sort of thing that would be easier in a vacation community.
i was thinking about life as it exists in a storage bin
but it was more the phrase than the condition.
and time seemed to move like it was being rerouted
and the other night i saw lightning hit a building
from a distance.