some possessions

he had a patchy coat of fog
he wore it in the morning
it rose and fell but by noon time
it had all dissipated

he had some thoughts like bits of wood
convenient for a burning
and when the sulfur match was struck
the fire would race like silence

he had eyeglasses made of stars
so he could see the furthest
he only took them off to know
the contents of his hidden heart

he squeezed a beverage from the stain
left by the tree's dark shadow
he drank it when he needed strength
and this was always