The most interesting thing about me
Is hard to explain
It’s like what happens when you tear the roof
Off your house, and find
The inside has disappeared
That’s how I feel on rainy days
And when she said “No way in hell.”
And when I laughed at the diagnosis.
I am not the sum of the parts that are so interesting,
But I am glad the parts are there
Hanging by a thread
Or a wire
Or a thought
Or something that was whispered on the wind.
The most interesting thing about me is that I am alive.