By the Number 3

Can we back up and read

that sign again, the one

trying to tell us about a band

playing on a beach lined

with pine trees, very old.

If the internet doesn’t work

there you have to build

your own. Let’s rewrite

the constellations

so they read as all kinds

of fruits: here we see

the Grape Cluster reclining

just above the indigo treetops;

Can of Lychees keeps tampering

with my weekly horoscope

but I don’t know how.

Thus magic shuffles reluctantly

toward us and if you claim

you can organize it you should

be making a joke. Look

at a 3 the wrong way

and all you see is your own

wretchedness. If you look at 3

in a different way you might

see a fortunate mouth getting

ready to kiss. You used to

feel like you were always

going to the same place

but it didn’t hurt and other

times the ocean glowed

so blue it broke

half your bones.