Several Altitudes of Not Talking

You are part of other people but not like them. You live in a little wooden box and wake up with your face in your palm and some sunlight. Which is a sign of resignation but not for you. Which is part of what I meant by trying to effect change in myself and also talking. By describing to you that before a city can become spectacular its buildings must put on an iron gown. And then some workers climb all around it. And it is like having no teeth because you are waiting for better teeth. I tell you I am very attached to my old teeth. In a game called all of this is hypothetical I did not once slide my teeth across the table. I do not even remember what you offered as the hypothetical exchange for a life where I only drink soup. There were some girls on their bikes and wind. There were some people reuniting after many years apart or just a day. You were not like everyone else making demands with wild gesticulations. I thought about maybe trying to sharpen my knowledge of jokes. I thought about really needing a hug. A very important car with sirens rumbled by and sounded exactly right.