because i feel bereft so often 
imagining
i was born so
thinking what are we doing 
what art
thinking that is what we are doing
some of us doing some 
of us making some of us
just making do
not to be bereft that way
like we were born
that way we could make
art a body of light
we could make a dog
a body of light
we could make one 
thing imagined real