Are you my best friend? Are you a house shaped origami fold? Are you my mom? Are you my wife? I think so. Are you my sister? My dead dog? Are you the lady I used to live next door to? Your name was Ginny and I used to try on your lipstick when you weren’t home. I’d hide behind your rose bushes. Are you my frontal lobe? My spleen? I think so. Are you me? Are you a canary in the rain? Are you a top hat? A cast iron pan? Are you a sponge in my hands? Are you the aurora borealis? I think so.
