My chair takes to air                                            I need a stepladder

in the steam that powers me                              to see the damp

I hear my parents say                                           neighbors watching

“You are crazy”                                                      once I was afraid

but now I’m not                                                     I take the bait each day

in the steam, a fin                                                 and I hear the train cars

in my chest, a great shark                                   coupling because I live

with a stone hedge of teeth                                 turning once in the town’s deep

and the ground’s salt                                            of oblivion, thinking

my leg is off                                                           the train!