"Walk to the centre of the Lion's Gate Bridge and watch the sun set"

To slow down is to die

I take this bus and smile wide
short change, million thoughts stream
out
suspended in the air around.
groggy flying things
after winter

this is what you said

walk to the centre of the Lion’s Gate Bridge and
watch the sun
set
document and publish

this is what I said

every ten minutes take two pictures. Pivot
on your right heel
the angle just
so

one charred sun setting
one bone moon rising

the balance and the wait.

when the lady-cop came,
I still felt the bridge sway with every passing car
she wanted to know if I was going to kill
myself,
but really, she was worried about

how long and slow and concentrated I was.
Cant be good for the mind to be so relaxed,
So resolved on watching the goddamned
sunset.
so deliberate and
stalling and
powerful

magic
hums louder than the whirr of passing traffic.
trembles the steel suspension wires and makes music
from city-dwelling pain

a deep heartbeat and sparkling blindness

be careful, you cant look it in the eye

we scurry around to
avoid the ends of us, and what we’ve made but

for her,
when we slow down

its like we've already jumped.

I also have photos to post once I've processed and printed them.