The world contains many lives
Yours
Mine
Theirs

Our lives are train tracks
Also sky scrapers
They are cannon balls
Also spider webs

The world contains many houses
Big
Small
Nonexistent

The world contains many doors
Open
Closed
Quietly ajar
Leading to our houses, our lives.

The world is big and small
It’s the ceiling
It’s the sky
It’s hospitals
It’s Hollywood
It’s flowers
It’s the stars.