I Am More Than California

Sentence me to order Niagara Falls to stop Falling. And the Sahara
to drink more water. And for Pluto To come home soon. SHAKE me–
until I’m Morse Code “USE the silence,” I say.  Until I am
nothing but numbers in your night vision I have become silence–
with my glossy lips and certified fingertips O, I’m more than
California. I’m California on mute and waves in reverse I am New
York City with grey hair and a gold suit. I am Fresh air. A
seductive under-cut I am loose letters dividing your attention into
thousands of endings you’re desperately looking for a kiss That
doesn't exist  How is it you   Are completely silent when
you yell?